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"Aye, good idea Lisel. You and Kh'khechil go in a few paces, then we'll fall upon them as they pass. All in agreement?" you ask, looking to the others. Nods all around, and Cedric pulls the chain taught between his hands, grinning an angry little grin. "Aye indeed. Quick and clean, just how I like it."
As Lisel follows the beetle through the rent in the venting she hands you her lantern. "Flash the ghouls when they get here. It should confuse them, and give me something to aim at." You accept the device, stowing it under your cloak to conceal it's harsh light.
"You said your acid thrower is almost out." You say, worried the chemist will be unarmed. "Take my knife." She shakes her head, patting your arm. "Too heavy for me, Tem'rty. But worry not, I'm not without my own tricks." She slips a hand into her sleeve and pulls out a dagger. Its small, but looks quite sharp. "Best not to let them get close though. I'm counting on you." With a soft smile she turns and vanishes into the dark vent.
Lisel might not be able to wield a long knife, but in your condition you don't feel like you're much able to either. Wordlessly you offer the weapon to Dis, and she trades you the severed spider blade she's holding. Its a jagged, brutal thing, made of some coppery metal. You suppose it will suffice.
You barely hear them moving in there, yet they aren't gone for even a second before you hear a shrill bat cry echo down the metal hall. You wait by the hole, listening as the sound of claws come rushing closer, wicked sharp points scraping discordantly. When they sound uncomfortably close, you whip the lantern out and illuminate the vent.
Four heads instantly turn your way, the revenants screeching to a halt as their claws find purchase in the rusty metal. The air fills with clicking, each device on their back spooling like mad.
Before they can react a jet of caustic orange liquid sweeps through the group. The two spiders in the lead take the brunt of it, staggering with their faces smoking. The other spider was shielded by the others, only taking a hit to one eye. It hisses angrily, as does the bat who was crawling and avoided the spray.
Dis and Cedric have already charged into the vent. Your back twinges as you clamber through the rent and pick a target.
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