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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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Ko’ragh
Written to Can’t Touch This by M.C. Hammer
At the top of the stairs stood more ogres, though these were different from the ones they had encountered before. For a moment, the group of Illuminatus watched the ogres ringed around the large ogre in the center of the room, the one in the middle of a beam of light. It seemed as though the ogres on the outside of the ring were trying to keep the large one inside the ring, or they were performing some strange ritual. Either way, whatever they were doing was soon interrupted, as Greymoon charged in to gather their enemy to him and Xandyr while everyone else sprinted in behind him to help bring down the ogres.
It was a little hard to position themselves sometimes, as some of the fighters were afflicted by ice, which slowed their movements, or fire, which burst out in wide circles around them, forcing others to move away. It was a strange dance they had to perform in order to keep from taking unneeded damage, but in a handful of minutes, the ogres lay dead on the floor. The beam of light in the center also vanished, leaving clear the giant ogre in the center.
“Ko’ragh,” Xallion said lowly, snapping closed his dungeon journal. He grinned slightly, though it wasn’t amused. “Dis gonna be a fight.”
“Like the last one wasn’t?” Xandyr asked, moving over to Xallion’s side. Xallion frowned at the protection paladin, who only grinned in response.
Xallion sighed. “It’s gonna be difficult, ‘cause magic don’ work well on him.”
“Wait. What?” Schio looked at her fellow spellcasters, seeing similar expressions of surprise on their face. “So we’re pretty much useless?”
Xallion grimaced and shook his head. “No, not useless. I mean, only for de most part. He got a shield that stops magic from hurtin’ him. But we got a chance when his shield drops. Den your spells can hurt ‘im.”
“And that’s supposed to make us feel better how?”
“Because we beat him and we got one fight left?”
Schio blew out a sigh and shook her head. Her pigtails bounced from side to side. “Fine.”
Xallion let out a breath of his own and moved into position. He nodded to Greymoon and Xandyr. “On ya two.”
Greymoon nodded and looked at Xandyr. The blood elf paladin nodded, rolled his shoulders, and hefted his shield and sword. Greymoon charged forward at Ko’ragh, roaring to get the ogre’s attention. Ko’ragh’s deep laugh echoed in their ears, and it was a laugh that let them know how he felt about their futile attempt to defeat him. The magic spells that were flung at him barely did any damage to him because of the immunity he seemed to have, but where the magic failed, the swords and daggers and claws and arrows of the others succeeded.
Suddenly, Ko’ragh turned toward Kalahandra. The Tauren druid stared wide-eyed as Ko’ragh came straight for her. With a yelp she dodged to the side, quickly getting out of range as Ko’ragh brought his weapon down on where she had been standing seconds before. In that space a ripple appeared, forming a wide circle. The other fighters standing nearby gave it a wide berth, careful not to step inside it. They had to adjust themselves, though, as Ko’ragh went toward Xandyr as Greymoon ran away from him toward the back of the room. It was clear the two of them had some sort of plan of their own, and everyone steered clear of their two tanks to give them as much room as possible.
Ko’ragh targeted two more people for his smashing attack before he let out a cry of pain. He rushed to the center of the room, and as soon as he took the last step, a pillar of light surrounded him. But he wasn’t alone in the circle. Mooses was in there with him, and he was the target of most of the heals because it was clear that being in there was sapping his strength rather quickly. The Tauren priest was barely standing on his feet before the healing spells, and the blood lust, filled him with strength and vitality.
Ko’ragh let out a bellow as he once more stood upright, and again the spells flung at him no longer worked against him. Greymoon once more took control of Ko’ragh as Xandyr dragged a bunch of ghostlike fiends into one of the void zones, where he and a salvo of area of effect damage took out the fiends before they could cause any more damage to him. Then he ran to Greymoon’s side, working to help him deal with the blows that threatened to crush the bear beneath them.
With each blow, Ko’ragh seemed to weaken just a little more. Blood smeared the stones that made up the floor of the room, theirs and Ko’ragh’s, though the healers of Illuminatus quickly did what they could to heal the wounds Ko’ragh’s attacks opened on the flesh of their teammates. Again Ko’ragh went to the center, allowing the spellcasters to attack with all their might. This time in the center was Badlanguage, the hunter staggering under the weight of the power that was flowing through the circle of light. When she managed to escape, she disengaged quickly to the outer rim of the room, landing lightly and bringing her bow up to attack. She strafed left quickly to stand in a ring of yellow light, and grunted as an orb struck her. Across the room, Mooses had done the same, and neither seemed worse for the wear for what they had done.
It wasn’t long before Julip joined them, the troll huntress gritting her teeth as she felt immense pain, the soothing chill of healing magic chasing that pain away, and the pain returning just minutes after the last healing spell rolled through her system. She didn’t have to wait much longer; the pillar of light came down and Julip scrambled to get away, breathing hard. Ko’ragh focused on Greymoon again, his teeth bared as he tried to crush Grey under the weight of his weapon. But like before, Grey proved to be too agile, leaping out of the way as Ko’ragh brought his weapon down where the druid had once been standing. The next time, though, the weapon clipped Greymoon’s hip, sending the bear crashing to the ground.
Xandyr sprinted in, his sword deflecting what would’ve been a killing blow to Grey. As Greymoon struggled to his paws, Jaycie called upon the Light and sent it toward him, letting the soothing power knit the splintered bones of his hip and leg back together, along with sealing up the great rent in his side that spilled blood. Greymoon snarled and launched himself at Ko’ragh again, beating back the giant ogre as the others assaulted their enemy from all sides.
Ko’ragh stumbled backwards, his knees buckling beneath him. But even as he fought gravity from pulling him down, swords and claws, spells and daggers, tore into his flesh, taking out the last bit of physical resistance that he could give. Xandyr threw his shield toward Ko’ragh’s forehead. The metal hit the ogre’s skull with a resounding clang, snapping back Ko’ragh’s head with enough force that the ogre crashed into the ground almost face first. That left his throat vulnerable to the daggers that came howling in for it, Griddlecake and Digitz using their agility to their advantage. The two rogues came down on either side of Ko’ragh’s throat, their daggers biting into his flesh and tearing a great rent as they came down. When their feet touched the ground, they jumped backwards, away from Ko’ragh as he twitched violently. Blood spurted in arcs across the floor, causing a few to step further back to avoid the growing puddle of blood.
After a few minutes, Ko’ragh finally stopped moving.
“I hate fights where one side is pretty much gimped the entire time.” complained Mooses as he followed the others up the right hand hallway. “It takes too damn long.”
“Look on the bright side,” Thanatoss said as he passed the Tauren priest, “no one died.”
“You know what... whatever.”
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