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Myrina Besieged

Hektor, Tagenadi, Zelus, Amalius, Eathirilu, and Danar reappeared in Myrina flying over the small city. Below a scene of destruction awaited them. Davonisi had transformed into an enormous scaled scorpion and rampaged through the town. The mayor’s house was a smoldering ruin and many of the town’s other buildings matched its appearance or were on their way. Bodies decorated the streets and those who were not dead or dying had fled the city.

The party discussed how to approach the scorpion when its head whipped upwards. She’d heard them from over three hundred feet away! The scorpion’s mandibles clacked together and then Davonisi was transforming once again. Her tail shortened and flattened out, losing the black carapace and gaining scaled feathers. Her claws widened, moved back, and gained feathers, turning into wings. The scorpine mandibles rotated and reformed to become a huge sharp beak. With a flash and an aquiline shriek Davonisi assumed the shape of a roc with shining, scaly feathers of all colors.

The dark druid took to the skies, flying towards the party. As she approached she let out another sky-splitting shriek and a spray of colored magical rays shone forth from her mouth, eyes, and wings. This prismatic spray struck the party with magical force. Fortunately, the party’s wards protected them from the worst of it.

Eathirilu transformed into a roc as well to match Davonisi’s form, but his was a smaller one. Amalius and Zelus flew away from the group and sent crackling energy at Davonisi, electricity from Amalius and positive from Zelus. The dark druid screamed and burns singed her feathers and skin.

Hektor began summoning celestials to aid the party. Danar and Tagenadi went on offense, rushing the rainbow roc. They collided. Tagenadi made one strong cut with his kusari-gama. Danar made several. Davonisi flapped her wings and retaliated, biting and scratching at Danar.

Eathirilu moved in and struck Davonisi in the chest. She screeched and fell from the sky. Spinning and twirling on her way down she began to transform again. Her form tightened and lengthened, stretching to become a long wurm. Her feathers turned to hard scales with disgusting mismatched colors. She crashed to the ground with a satisfying thud.

Hektor said, “Oh no. A fiendwurm. I’ve only read a few brief descriptions but we’re in for-”

The sky shuddered and suddenly the whole group was falling to the ground as well. Luckily the feather fall portion of the party’s fly spells prevented a harmful descent. Getting their bearings on the ground took some time, during which Davonisi let out a horrible retching noise and burped up three short emaciated black demons. She then lunged at Eathirilu, biting into his feathered side.

Tagenadi kept the little demons busy while Zelus, Hektor, and Amalius pooled their knowledge of fiendwurms.

Amalius said, “They’re just earthworms with a portal to hell stuck in their intestinal track. The portal HAS to be there. She just vomited demons everywhere.”
Zelus asked, “What would happen if we closed the portal?”
“Oh I remember!” said Hektor. “That drags the wurm and everything close to it into Tartarus.”
“Here goes nothing,” said Zelus as he began casting a spell.
Danar rushed forward and cut away at Davonisi with his gore-covered axe.
“No wait!” shouted Hektor.

Zelus’s spell went off. Davonisi screamed and the very fabric of reality buckled around her. Her body imploded, forming a dark hole. Eathirilu, Danar, and one of the black demons clutched the ground, trying to resist the howling winds that pulled them towards the hell portal. The ground gave way and all three were pulled into the hole. With a pop the blackness vanished and Myrina was the same as before.

“Oh no,” said Amalius. He shook his head to regain his composure then shouted, “Everyone gather up around me! We’re going after them.”

While writhing through the tunnel to hell Davonisi changed shapes once again, but only slightly. She exited the tunnel in the form of a thickly scaled purple wurm. Eathirilu and Danar followed swiftly behind her.

“Druid!” she spat. “You thought you’d kill me here and give my soul over to Hades? Well I will not be another victim on your ‘circle of life!’ Feel my hatred!” Davonisi cast a spell in her purple wurm form. Like a pounding tsunami it struck Eathirilu. He felt it ripping at his enchantments. All his buff spells came flaking off, but the raw spell energy still remained behind. More and more were lifted from him. His energy immunities, his enhanced senses, even his wild shape. Eathirilu lay upon the ground in his natural wolverine body. The pure magical energy gave out a high pitched whine as it circled around him. Then Davonisi made a clacking noise with her wurm’s tongue and the energy descended upon Eathirilu. Every spell that was taken from him tore into his flesh, wounding him beyond anything he thought possible.

Davonisi hissed, “Now, you will die.” She flashed forward and swallowed him whole.

“No!” shouted Danar. He hefted his axe once more and charged Davonisi carving pieces off her body for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Davonisi snapped back at Danar, trading blow for blow. The Slayer of Beasts would not last long against this foe. The little demon danced around trying to get Danar’s attention, but he was nobody’s fool. He ignored it. Help would have to come soon from his friends on the surface world, or he would die.