With his arms up, he openly accepted what came in the next moment: with a deafening orchestra of clicks, the crossbow bolts fired, piercing through his body in numbers surpassing a dozen. Multiple pierced his skull, skewering his brain, yet–
–This was the desired outcome.
Darkness faded in-and-out before he blinked a single time, finding himself back in the armory at the start of the labyrinth, clenching his fists before holding a triumphant smile.
"It worked!" He pumped his fist up.
At the same time, he could see through the parted doors–Blimpo was sprinting towards the armory with the key in hand.
"Smart thinkin'!" Blimpo called out.
"Yeah, I–!"
Just as he responded, his smile faded along with his approaching elven companion's as everything felt as though it was rumbling; the labyrinth was overcome with an overwhelming set of tremors.
"What's that?!" Blimpo reacted, stumbling.
Emilio realized it quickly, "--I think we pissed him off! He's coming!"
