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Adventures of Illuminatus: Highmaul	By : RotSeele Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 1586 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Twin Ogron
Written to Geronimo by Sheppard
The portal deposited them in a long, open air hall that led up to an enclosed building. Before them stood more ogres and ogron, which they fought through without giving much effort over to the fight. Most of the ogres died before some could even get a hit in. They entered the building and paused just in the doorway, staring wide-eyed at a pair of giant ogron that stood behind a undulating wall of magic.
“Go away!” one yelled. “Da Emperor don’t wanna see nobody!”
“Yeah, well, he’s gonna see us.” growled Thanatoss, stalking into the room after Greymoon and Xandyr. He launched into his attack, his blade tearing through ogre flesh as he fought to put down the enemy in front of him.
They took on each group of ogres lingering in the room and brought them down one by one. As they gathered toward the back left side of the room, near the entrance, they shook blood from their weapons and did their best to clean their armor of gore so they wouldn’t accidentally slip on it and end up hurt or dead because of it. In the meantime, the two giant ogron had leaped into the room, and were now preparing to attack the group.
“So,” Xallion started, “dis is gonna be dangerous.”
“And the rest of the fights weren’t?” Helpfuldeath asked with a smirk.
Xallion glowered at him. “De most important part be ta avoid de fire. No matter what, avoid de fire.”
“Wait.” Badlanguage started. “The fire doesn’t give you a buff?”
A number of groans met the hunter’s grin. “You know what?” Kyel said, putting a hand on Badlanguage’s shoulder. “Why don’t you stand in the fire and tell us if it gives you a buff.”
“Uh, maybe I’ll pass.”
“Right.”
“Guys, focus.” Xallion said. “We have ta get t’rough dese guys if we wanna move on.”
They gripped their weapons tighter and readied their spells. Fingers twitched on bowstrings, tightened on the hilts of swords or daggers. Claws were sharpened on the stone floor, and tails twitched back and forth, waiting for the signal to pounce. Then Greymoon charged in and grabbed one of them, Xandyr the other, and spells and arrows flew as the melee charged in, hacking at ogron flesh that was thicker than they had expected.
It wasn’t long before one of the ogron turned and threw his weapons. They collided into the floor, and began to spark. In mere seconds the floor erupted into flames, great lines of flame that began to track across the room. As the rolling lines of fire came closer to the fighters, they were forced to retreat and avoid the fire. Some weren’t as lucky as others, and ended up singed or worse, forcing the healers to give everything they had to try and keep those individuals alive.
“That’s the worst of what we have to deal with, right?” asked Julip as she moved closer to Brofessional, aiding her fellow hunter in sending a volley of arrows toward their target.
“Yeah,” he replied, rapidly firing arrow after arrow. “Hopefully.”
“Hopefully?”
He grinned at her, then focused his attention back on his target.
The ranged had a better vantage point from where they stood, as far back as they could stand from their enemy. The melee had it rougher, being right under the ogron and behind him, where they could stare up at the ogron’s ass - or in others’ cases, some unmentionable bits - and so had a harder time of seeing things coming at them. Mostly it was fire, though they were able to dodge the worst of it, though fur was a little crispy and plate armor seemed to stick in unfortunate places because of sweat. Still, footing was a thing to pay the most attention to as the floor began to become slick with blood.
Both ogron seemed to sway at one point, then rallied themselves and began raining harder blows on Greymoon and Xandyr, trying to squash the bear and paladin under their fists and weapons. Both proved too agile to really squash, though they were clipped here and there. Those wounds were quickly healed by Light, nature, or water, becoming a thing of the past as those bruises and cuts vanished from their bodies. The wounds on the ogron, though, didn’t vanish, instead growing more numerous as the warriors of Illuminatus continued to hack away at their flesh. Blood flowed freely, pooling at their feet and splattering across the floor as the ogron stamped their feet or someone flung a blade back in order to strike again.
When blood lust filled him, Sabaak swung his sword as hard as he could, tearing away chunks of flesh and meat until he was able to see sinew and bone. Even as he swung toward that exposed bone, he glanced up to see the ogron’s back coming crashing down on him. He leaped away with seconds to spare, narrowly missing being crushed beneath the ogron’s incredible weight. He spun around, crouching low to keep his balance even as his boots slid in blood. Sabaak managed not to fall flat on his face and accepted the hand Thanatoss gave him to haul him back to his feet.
Both ogron had fallen to the ground, their jaws slack in death even as their eyes stared at the group that had brought them down. The sight of the giant bodies seemed to give the group a fresh breath of air, to renew their fighting spirits. With this latest defeat of their enemies, they were that much closer to their goal, to the inner sanctum of Highmaul and the final fight they would have to fight. The stairs on the north side of the room led up into a shadowed hall, masking what lay ahead.
“Let’s go.” Xallion said, already moving toward the stairs.
They gave both bodies a wide berth even though they had to slog through the blood toward the stairs that led up to the next room. Their steps became stronger as they took each staircase, until they were finally standing at the top.
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