Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161129060922/@comment-26545936-20170517022016

K'eth slides off of the wall and looks blankly at it... As the Phanes engage the creature, their touches withering away the basilisk's lifeforce.

He slowly looks at Nyarrca, and still with a completely emotionless expression, shakes his head.

The demonic humanoid, never blinking, digs into his right pocket that he has always had and pulls out a colt python, cocking the hammer on the gun and points at the probably distracted beast.

{The first shot of this colt python in my hands, will instantly kill the basilisk infront of me. Bypassing any and all immunities to instant death effects, including immunites that would not allow for anything to bypass it.}

He lets out a geniune sigh of disappointment, though his humourous undertones return in this next line.

"I have HAD it with these monsters of old in my monday-to-friday FUCKFEST!"

A loud ringing is heard as the gun goes off in the cavern... the shot fired from the gun hits the basilisk and dinks off, flying into a wall and staying there... Despite this, despite... no open wounds of any kind, the basilsk goes still for a second... and then slumps down... dead.

With no sense of fanfare he throws the colt python away and turns to Nyarrca, in a brighter expression from the look on his face. "My sincerest apologizes... shall I redo that fallen goddess?"

The Phanes, for what its worth, stand down.