3 Strike Distraction

"Heh, knew that fool wouldn't be able to handle the stone beast. To cocky and lazy, stopped training himself once he was put in charge. Pity since he had potential but useless soldiers deserve death. Now where is this core room." Stein mutters insanely to himself, giggling randomly between words as he takes another turn in the corner and stops while looking ahead in confusion.

"Ye be in the wrong place friend. I suggest ye turn back and leave before things get nasty."

"Listen to the dwarf fiend, your unnatural and the Earth wishes your downfall. Don't make us bring it to you."

"Idiots, its obviously not going to listen. That's why we're here to deal with it. Just give me time to get prepped."

Stein watches as the three bosses talk back and forth like he isn't even here. Watching curiously he scans each one noticing the dwarf,, satyr, and scritcher caster are all named and barely a threat to him. Smiling in amusement he pulls a dagger out of his bag of holding with his skeletal arm, the rest of bone appendages clacking together before he rushes forward and plants the blade in the chest of the dwarf before turning his head in confusion.

"Ha that tickles me janglies friend. Ye not be realizing I already be dead! But let me show ye a grand time for visiting!" Grabba says as smithing hammers appear in each of his four hands, the metal heads a black veined metal that smells of sulfur and death . Swinging downwards the abyssal smith pounds on Steins skeletal form, smiling sadistically as several bone chips fly off of his form before he laughs and spins his arm with a crack. Gratin starts casting some form of nature spell as a ball of darkness impacts Grabba in the center of his body and sending the demonic skinned dwarf flying across the room.

"Gratin get that oaf up and fighting! I'm almost done with my ritual!" Shouts Narghal as Gratin pulls out a combat staff of entwining roots and flowers. The scritcher mage hurries to finish putting runes in a circle around him, his spidery fingers shaking with stress as he continues to keep looking up and watches as Stein pulls gratins body into his chest, the skeletal ribs opening then impaling the undead satyr as his health bottoms out and he dies.

"Your next food. Easy prey, tasty, sustaining. After you fools I can take this core back to the master and he will praise me so much! oh yes he will, yes yes. But first you and the short one will die." Mutters Stein under his breath as one of his skeletal tails shoots towards Narghal but is redirected at the last minute by a flying hammer.

"Gotta take me first ya bony beast! Have atchya!" Shouts Grabba as he charges forward with three hammers raised, a battle cry in his throat as a spike of shadow impales him from underneath, the dwarven body sliding to the ground with a sickening squelch before Narghal shakily turns to Stein and takes a deep breath.

"Now....I'm sure your thinking oh a scritcher how pathetic....and you would be right....but I'm kinda sorta going to ask you politely to leave?" Stutters Narghal nervously as Stein proceeds to walk towards him slowly, the remains of Gratin falling behind him as the corpse slides from his bony prison within the nightmarish invader.

"Ha, your right except your not going to ask me anything worm. Your a boss creature and that means even if you don't want to fight me you will, and you will die. That's a sad fact of being attached to one of these parasites. Now suffer." Mocks Stein as his jaw opens wide before unhinging, the lower jawbone shooting towards Narghal as the fangs glisten with a toxic green venom.

"Death Prison!" Screams Narghal in fear as suddenly the entire room begins lighting up, thousands of hidden runes carved into the stone activating as beams of light begin shotting from one rune to the other.

"Light magic. Low quality but so many. Shame your talent will go to waste." Growls Stein as several beams hit his bones, the magical energy burning small bits of his body to ash as he glares at the falling corpse of Narghal.

As the body hits the ground the rest of the runes begin flashing dangerously before the entire room is filled with blinding light. As the light fades the only two things left are the charred form of Narghal, a hole through his skull caused by his own trap, and the now human form of Stein as his transformation is overpowered by the sheer number of light runes thrown at him. Looking around the room angrily Stein finally notices a new door fading into view as he smiles in victory and marches towards the core rooms entrance. Upon entering the room the insane man stops and looks around himself, concern etching across his features as he views a cave room filled with misty spores, huge mushrooms of all kinds covering the walls and ground as a single creature sits upon the tallest one. His glowing eyes closed as he sits in a meditative state, Fraz takes a deep breath before rising from his seat and looking down upon the stitched man in front of him.

"My dude.....you shouldn't have harshed our mellow." Fraz says as one of the spots on his mushroom cap fade and his body begins swelling.