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[i]Fire was everywhere, bathing the noxious lair in flickering light. Tens of thousands of dismembered skeletons came abruptly into view below Evvie, a colossal figure despite how many more had become nothing more than dust and fungus over the years. A black horizon stretched past the reach of illumination, and the crackling of the fire seemed to rebound a hundred fold in this chamber, sound spiking off the walls and skipping off into the miles of darkness. She overshot the inhabitant of this place, as a few seconds of falling translates to a fair bit of distance. The monster itself had been on the roof of the cavern just beyond the lip of the crevasse. Her flames licked over it as she passed, but it had already secreted a heavy film of slime over its body, a sopping second hide for the fire to cling to and slough off as even more mucous was secreted in its place. It was like trying to set fire to something that could shrug off layer after wet layer of its body to avoid being badly burned. It did require sacrifice though. It took over three gallons of mucous just to defend against the passing dragonfire, and the creature could only spare a limited amount, 20% of its body weight at the max. At the time, it'd still be nigh impossible to spot the creature's position at a glance due to how its dark body blended well into the rock, and how the fire disregarded its body in a manner distinctly similar to that of the wall, nothing to for the flames to properly catch. The moment Evvie dropped past it, and her gaze was averted in her desire to spread the flame, its left arm, still dripping fire, stretched out to grab her nearest wing. Its claws could rend the membrane with ease, its knobby digits could snap the thin bones. Evvie'd be in danger of having her wing ruined as the Magna Pater tried to tear her out of the air and hurl her down towards the rug of moldy bones below.

Meanwhile, topside, Suliss hadn't forgotten his mission. During the time given, he'd have charged up another low powered siphon, and were Umbard to still be preoccupied with the tail choking the blood from his leg, he'd wind up taking a spell in the back and losing 5% of his strength to the sorcerer as a result.[/i]