Huh… What happened? Are the ropes… Gone?
He tries to get up again, not wanting to give into Andrew
You won’t take me… I…I will become a bard… A professional Bard…
L: Uh… Andrew… He’s g-getting up.
A:…
L: He’s getting up!
A:…
L:Andre-
Andrew’s hand bursts , revealing some sort of snake under it.
What is going on here?!
Did you think you could defeat me and make me give in… Foolish people
Alex tries to rescue the snake, caring more about nature than his ability to leave
Upon touching it , it swells and explodes.
G: Leader , I’ll help.
She teleports behind Alex and draws a sword, preparing to strike.
Alex instinctively grabs his knife and thrusts it up to parry the sword, he trips back and falls onto the other side of the table, giving some distance
Andrew jumps above Alex and shoots blood bullets at him.
A(telepathically): Guys , we gotta find a way to subdue Alex.
G (telepathically): I got nothing.
A(telepathically): Ok. Gotta do it the hard way.
On his way down , Andrew aims his hand at your face.
I…I won’t… Lose this!!
He tries to dodge the blood, some of it hitting him as he falls onto the floor, next to the table
Give up Andrew. It’s best for both of us!
He breathes in when Andrew does this out of shock and tries to telepathically speak
“What do you mean? Ignoring you?!”
Hessald notices the smoke of dark magic in the cabin.
“There are dark magic users after all.”
G: Is he tryna speak?
A: Hold on; lemme just drown him quickly , he’ll stop moving , and we can get him back on the ship and convince him it was nothing.
G:… Ok Leader.
(So the dark magic isn’t even by anyone on board. It was someone who came on and went off)