Balthus grins beneath his mask, welcoming all the praise his armor receives from the blonde. It is pretty sweet, isnโt it? It suits him too, he thinks, as he runs his fingers along its shape. โHouseโll be cleaner than this armor, at this rate. Iโm thinking anything that isnโt nailed down is ours to takeโand even of the stuff thatโs nailed down, I can rip most of it up and add to our haul!โ A few flashy poses go Beowolfโs way, which arenโt interrupted by the next deluge of coins harmlessly bouncing off the suit.
Corporate Shadow 30/30 HP attacks with No Refunds !
Balthus 5/10 HP Roll: 2 + 8 = 10, barely hit! -0, Balthus 5/10 HP
A large-bellied laugh follows, the Albrecht pumped up with enough hot air to keep himself afloat. He stomps over to Naesala, adding a hand to the queenโs shoulder. Eyeing his loot, he clicks his tongue. โBiggerโs always better, pal. But Iโll tell you what, once I knock a few teeth off that wyvern, weโll trade โem in and get massive swords for everyone.โ That includes Ivy and Nel, who are addressed by a half-turn of his body, and the clunk his armor makes with it.
Sizing up the big boss, however, plants a small seed of doubt in his mind.
Omen activates! 2 - 1 = 1
Balthus 4/10 HP
Call it premonition or just a feeling in his huge gut, but the guy canโt shake a twinge of dread lurking in a corner of his mind. Itโs a feeling all-too familiar to him, and that only makes things worse. It hadnโt been wrong beforeโฆ
But heโs in too deep to quit! Patting himself on the cheeks, Balthus steadies his body. Arm extends, pointing at the wyrmโs face. A verdant string materializes where he places his fingers, nocking the arrowโready to launch at his command. โHey, big and ugly!โ that earns its attention, โI think Iโll be cashing in my winnings now!โย
Balthus 4/10HP attacks Corporate Shadow 30/30HP with Deadeye! [Roll: 1 - 2 = -1, -0, Corporate Shadow 30/30HP]
The magical projectile misses its mark by a hair, whizzing past and leaving embers in its wake. The King deflates with an angry sigh, but he hasnโt seen the worst yet. At the end of its arc, the arrow curvesโฆ
Devil Bow: Balthus loses all remaining HP
Balthus has been defeated !
โฆAnd flies straight back to sender, collapsing into his chest. All its infused energy runs ripples throughout his armor, breaking past the impervious barrier of mana, short-circuiting it, and exploding his entire getup. The result is a charred Balthus gone flying, smacking the ground like a felled oak. His winnings are burnt, his mane singed. Once a source of pride, the equipment he donned is now torn to smoldering shreds and scattered about the casino floor.ย
He remains all in one piece, but is in no shape to continue. So he treats himself to a nice, long nap. A consolation prize, if you will.
โAhahahaha! You LOSE!! Shouldโve quit while you were ahead!โย
Addressing the rest of the group, the wyrm prolongs its victorious gloat,
โTry again if you will, but remember that the house ALWAYS wins!โ
CHASE OUR LOSSES: @nelithic @lindwyvrm !