Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180910091112/@comment-33719112-20181025041008

He frowns at how easily his crystalline warriors are getting slaughtered. With a wave of his hand, a new wave of these gladiators flood the battlefield, but this time, something seemed different about them. They were particularly more spiky. Whatever. The deposed lord, smiling at his work, enters the fray himself, and rushes the closest adventurer, Sherry. Ball of crystal death in one hand, and rending claws in the other, he launches a hailfire of projectiles at her and her closest allies.

The monster grumbles, and rushes the head of a hippo at her, snapping menacingly as it charges. Another limb, a tentacle, lurks from above, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A third, clubbed appendage comes crashing down at her, to compliment the immense crushing jaws of the hippopotamous maw.

The wave of new gladiators turn to Repter and Co. their strange new appearance begetting something more menacing. They fight in actual ranks now, proper soldiers rather than rag-tag skirmishers. They're a more disciplined fight, surely. The move in a organized wave against you.

Huntress and Hollow had their own gaggle of monsters to fight themselves. Each bolt embedded itself into the hide of the beasts, and though their wounds were grievious, they persisted despite them. A missing arm or head wouldn't phase them, they weren't alive to begin with. Hollow didn't put on his dulling enchantment, and cleaved right through the legs and vertically through the torsos of the warriors, disabling them rather than delivering blows that would kill a normal man. Arrows found themselves exploding upon impact, and despite the hardened crystals, they blew apart the knees and elbows of the creatures with each draw of her bow. Soon enough though, it wasn't the arrows that were making the new soldiers explode, it was the soldiers themselves, releasing a deadly shower of crystals with each explosive death.