They continue careening around the understreet passages and continue slicing and dicing anything that seems like it might pose a tangential threat. It does seem that the opposition is getting a little more organized, for a fireball detonates in the group at one point. Well….how rude!
The response is disproportionate. Malchor vaporizes an intersection with a massive fireball and then they charge-shuffle through the narrow passages and encounter the temple guards. Mr. T brandishes his scary whacking stick and starts a retreat. As his opponents flee, he chases them and beats them savagely – to death in fact. Goldpiece tags along looking for an opportunity to kill something...
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