IWUAaDNW: Party 5.3

I brought a bunch of bugs down from the first floor––“Urgh, that’s always creepy,” Ceirynn shivered at the small flow of chitin and legs––and surrounded them. Just for that comment he’d made, though, I made Cynbel the first victim of my pixies. While I distracted the other three and pushed them against a wall, I made him think his teammates were moving in the opposite direction. It took a few moments before Bedwyrr called him out.

“Cynbel, get back in position!”

“I am!” the mousy man replied, waving his sword. He managed to just barely slice the abdomen of one of my wasps––and thought he’d scored a direct hit on its head––then, grinning victoriously, he moved to slash down at an ant that didn’t exist.

He was still grinning when four spiders leapt at the same time and shoved him face-first into the ground. Their fangs poked at his side; poisonous bites to his kidneys. Fatal blow.

“How the fuck did–– Oh very funny Ceirynn!”

The young woman didn’t reply. She was too busy laughing her head off.

Berwyrr shook his head, walked up to him and pulled him to his feet. “You didn’t stay in position.”

“I did! Or, I thought I did…” he glared at my luminous pixie. “Seriously, these things are annoying.”

My pixies felt like giggling. I let them. He tried to glare harder.

“I thought all flashers were good at was making, like… flashes, right? What’s up with these?”

“They do illusions,” Bedwyrr replied. “I think she’s chain-casting them. What did she make you see?”

“You guys were over there,” he pointed at the floor where they definitely hadn’t been, “and I killed like… four bugs.”

“You were swinging like crazy, but you barely hit anything,” Milderwynn said. “And we were over here.”

“How can she make me see weird shit, but not you guys?” he glared at my pixies.