⟬ On the opposite side. 48 bells remaining... ⟭
Tycondrius carefully stepped through the ⌈Gate⌋... and onto a slick of oily Outsider blood.
How annoying...
He spent a few moments searching for a clear area before summoning his curved blade from his spatial ring. Using its adamantine sheath, he carved a Spell Formation into the red rock.
Once he was finished, he wiped his brow as he gazed upon Pale's recent handiwork.
The dark fluid flowed from a still-gushing, Fire Crab-- recently defeated.
Or... to be more accurate, it was a chimera of sorts. It appeared mostly as an oversized crustacean. However, it had the torso and head of an androgynous elf, and the four arms of a...
...a four-armed humanoid.
--"Boss!"
What had four arms and was crab-like?
It wasn't surprising to see those qualities mixed together, but Tycon struggled to name a particular species that matched the criteria.
--"Sir!? Help! Please?"
