OOC: fighting time. kavros has many illusions up masking his position while a giant mammoth of mirrors is trampling toward the party
mentions: [@supamusu][@Moonberry][@JonTheArchivist] [@Ducksworth] [@ImaginedBird]

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The laughter came first. Low, rolling, and cruelly amused, Kavros filled the mirrored hall with his laughter like thunder echoing through a canyon. Kavros rose from the throne, his form shimmering through the haze of reflected light.

[color=00aeef][b]“Foolish,”[/b] [/color] he said softly, almost tenderly. “You are mistaken if you think my willingness for negotiation comes from a place of weakness.”

Locke’s rifle cracked, the rounds cutting through the air and striking true. Each shot tore through his body, shattering him and sending fragments of mirrored glass and water through the air. For a moment, it seemed over until the pieces began to drift upward, reforming like smoke finding its shape.

Kavros looked down at where he had been shot after reforming, then up at them, smiling as if they had confirmed something he already knew. [color=00aeef][b]“You cannot kill what the Domain remembers,”[/b][/color] he said. His voice split in two, then four, then a dozen overlapping tones. The figure by the throne shimmered and faded, the sound of his laughter stretching into a chorus.

The mists thickened. Shadows began to walk within them. One became two, then ten, each shape identical, each voice a perfect echo. The walls themselves seemed to bend, reflections splitting and multiplying until the hall no longer had a single direction.

The mirrored surfaces quaked under a new weight. Water rippled outward from the pillars as a deep vibration rolled through the ground. The sound was like the groan of a great beast straining against stone. Then it seemed like reality was warping as the space within the room bent and stretched, light and shadow becoming distorted around and over its surface. The area of it bulging forward until it stood fully in the room and tall with a massive trunk and tusks like spears. It's body covered in mirror shards and mist. It was 3 to 4 times the height of the party. 

Its trumpeting roar shook the air. The illusions of Kavros turned toward the party all at once, their voices speaking in perfect unison.

[color=00aeef][b]“Learn why they call me the Mammoth,”[/b][/color] they said. 

The watery mirrored floor trembled again as the Mammoth started stomping their way. Anything in its path would be trampled. (might want to defend yourselves from this one)


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