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[@Restalaan],[@Zaphander],[@Silver Carrot](RBC),[@PaulHaynek]
FF5353

Magnus bolted for the wagon as soon as Emilio pulled it in, hurriedly running inside and breathing a sigh of relief, even as his horns tapped the top part of it. The warmth of Rebecca's healing spell healed the slight burns his feet had gotten, as well as the scratch on his neck from being held hostage. 

Seeing the Varjan Champion, as well as two of his compatriots board the wagon, his heart sunk a bit. Paling a bit, Magnus quickly realized that he was literally TOO big to fight inside of this cage. If he were to swing his axe, he'd be more likely to hurt someone else in with him than anybody outside. Watching the mysterious women that had also taken the quest strike back at the Varjans attempting to breach the cage, Magnus literally looked at a complete loss as to what to do. Letting out a quick yell, he ducked just as the Varjan defending his keybearing compatriot stabbed; He was practically a sitting duck, barely having enough room to maneuver in the cage while hunched over.

Gritting his teeth, Magnus realized that he needed to defend more than attack here. Rather than try and swing wildly at the man above him, Magnus knew his axe had no hope of reaching through the bars of the cage. As such, he gathered his courage once more in order to bait out a stab from the guard poking at him with his sword; A scarcely avoided strike that plunged the sword in deep into the cage. With split second timing, Magnus swung as if he were felling a long, and as steel met steel, Jotun Baal hissed as chilled metal met its milder brother, before the weight of his strike broke the sword in twain. The now half of a sword had significantly reduced reach and thrusting power, meaning that defending from it would be a cinch. Knees quaking a bit as he realized he just about got his head impaled by a sword pulling that stunt, Magnus felt that he could leave it to the others. He didn't want to risk smacking someone around in the cage by accident.

[color=FF5353][b]"...Wait, why did we get in the cage-part in the first place!?"[/b][/color] the Minotaur said, looking around, very confused. 

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[@PaulHaynek],[@Eviledd1984]
A9A9A9

Before that she hated Cockroaches with a burning passion, it might never be clearer. As a thick, almost smoke like gas erupted from her mouth, Maria might get the distinct impression that inhaling that would be hazardous to her health. It was just a small spurt of it though, just enough to fully engulf the cockroach in its flight path, above Maria's head. If she was quick, she could avoid inhalation, and maybe crack a window to get some not-magically-poisoned-paralyzing air in here.

She hadn't had time to explain to Maria that while immediately effective if inhaled for too long, her cursed breath didn't have any long lasting health consequences. If Nephele hadn't panicked, she might have yelled for Maria to pass her the bucket to catch it, but...well, either that cockroach was falling to the ground twitching and paralyzed, or was apparently immune to magic poison breath. 

If it was the case of the latter, then there truly was no stopping this thing...