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You continue to do nothing. Why bother? It is just a single libidinous slime. Hardly anything worth getting out of this tree for.
“Idiots!” Aria darts up to Eileen, who appears to be just as dumbstruck as the rest of her fellow trainees. “Hey, you snotty bitch, can you do that move with the shield you did earlier?”
“What are you saying? There’s no way-“ Eileen’s eyes, filled with indignant anger, widen in understanding. “O-Of course! If I do that, then… yes, it might work,” she mutters. “But I need an opening.” Looking up, she barks out, “Ral! Percy! Nina! Take up the Bear Formation!”
Stuttering and nervous affirmations sound out amongst the trainees as they raise their shields. Closing in on the slime, they attempt to pen it in. Sensing their approach, the slime lashes out with spinning whips formed from its own body, striking with enough force to push them back. One of the boys stumbles. The slime capitalizes on the break in formation and gushes forward with surprising speed, carrying the dazed Oliver along with it. Eileen charges forward, attempting to intercept the slime as it moves towards the river, but it looks like she will not make it in time.
Then, a golden streak speeds past her. Aria slams into the slime with a flying kick. There is a loud crackle as the monster freezes in place, stunned, and within it Oliver shouts. His hair is standing up on its ends. Aria flips over the slime and lands, naked again. “Now!” she shouts out breathlessly, but she does not have to. Eileen is already moving forward, shield raised and shining with light. With a roar, she thrusts the shield at the slime and expands the barrier. The gelatinous monster is blown apart, barely holding together through tenuous tendrils.
Oliver tumbles free ignominiously, his clothes still undone. He rolls across the riverbank, still coughing and spluttering, and comes to a halt just in front of Aria. Staring up, his face turns a crimson shade of red and he offers her a weak smile. “Thank-“
Aria stomps on his eyes and rips off his cloak, giving the pained boy a look of disgust. As she pulls the blue fabric around herself, Eileen shouts out a warning. “It’s not over yet! The slime is reforming! Oliver, get those enchantments out, we can’t let it get away!”
True enough, the slime is gathering itself together piece by piece. Its female form gone, now it is but a sorry-looking puddle attempting to crawl away from the knights. Strangely enough, it begins crying out in a plaintive voice, as if shouting for help. Aria nods to herself and moves to stand in between them and the fleeing monster.
“What are you doing?” asks Eileen coldly. The tension between the two girls is palpable. “I am… grateful for your assistance, but you are in the way right now, Aria Heavensell.”
“As I should be. The five of you ganging up on a lowly monster… that is not very knightly, is it?” retorts Aria.
“I… don’t think it is five on one anymore,” murmurs the other female trainee, Nina, nervously. She points behind Aria, where a dozen more slimes have made their appearance. They have come in a mixture of colours; pink, blue and green. The wobbling mounds of jelly surround their injured compatriot in what seems to you to be a protective manner. There is a note of fear in their quivering bodies. Is it because of the knights?
Suddenly, Lucy moos an urgent, low note of warning. Shortly after, dark, round shapes fly out of the forest at high speed, as if launched from a catapult. One of them smashes through a slime, leaving behind a hole that fills itself quickly, leaving no sign of its passage behind. Crying out, the trainees deflect more headed their way, bouncing the things off their shields. The black newcomers tremble as they roll across the ground, and then expand with a bubbling noise. More slimes. Pitch-black ones, this time.
“Hm. This is new,” says Barbatos. “I have never seen this colour of slime before.”
“Neither have they,” you say, indicating the surprised trainees. Their surprise grows by leaps and bounds as the black slimes begin attacking the others. Pink, blue, green and black are entangled in burbling, bubbling masses, the wet sounds of jelly smacking against jelly resounding along the river. Meanwhile, as more and more of the black slimes shoot out towards the river, the trainees and Aria find themselves surrounded by them. You see Oliver begin to pass out some small glass tubes capped with a small amount of twinkling magnatite to each of his comrades. They grasp it and recite a chant, each at their own speed. The magnatite glows and the tubes shatter into powder. At the same time, the weapons and shields of the rookie knights begin to shine dimly: a magical enhancement, you presume. It would likely make their blades effective against slimes.
“Pull up! Get into formation!” yells Eileen. “And you, monster-loving peasant girl, stay out of our way this time!”
The black slimes gurgle... and then they attack.
***
A. Camouflaging your face with that of a generic old man, you assist the rookies against the black slimes. They seem to be doing fairly well holding off the enemy on their own, but it is better to be certain as Aria is now stuck in the midst of things.
B. You assist the multi-coloured slimes. The knights can handle themselves, whereas the other slimes seem to be hard pressed by the aggressive, fast-moving black variety. Perhaps they might even reciprocate and become friendly to you.
C. You freeze the entire area with an Ice Storm. It’s quick, easy, and you get the benefit of sorting things out at your own pace without slimes splashing all over the place making a wet, dripping mess.
1. You cast a combination of magical and physical defensive spells over Aria. You don't want her to get too hurt.
2. You cast a combination of magical and physical defensive spells over the girls in the party. The boys can fend for themselves.
3. You cast a combination of magical and physical defensive spells over all of them, while wondering if you could charge them for every second that the shields are up.
4. You cast nothing. Mana is precious and should not be wasted on a bunch of kids.
***
D. This should play out just fine by itself without any interference from you. Continuing your do-nothing policy, you sit back and watch.
1. Perhaps you should extract Aria at least. You pop over under a cloak of Invisibility, pick Aria up, and then hide until everything blows past. You do not feel inclined to do anything else.
2. You actually do nothing.
You continue to do nothing. Why bother? It is just a single libidinous slime. Hardly anything worth getting out of this tree for.
“Idiots!” Aria darts up to Eileen, who appears to be just as dumbstruck as the rest of her fellow trainees. “Hey, you snotty bitch, can you do that move with the shield you did earlier?”
“What are you saying? There’s no way-“ Eileen’s eyes, filled with indignant anger, widen in understanding. “O-Of course! If I do that, then… yes, it might work,” she mutters. “But I need an opening.” Looking up, she barks out, “Ral! Percy! Nina! Take up the Bear Formation!”
Stuttering and nervous affirmations sound out amongst the trainees as they raise their shields. Closing in on the slime, they attempt to pen it in. Sensing their approach, the slime lashes out with spinning whips formed from its own body, striking with enough force to push them back. One of the boys stumbles. The slime capitalizes on the break in formation and gushes forward with surprising speed, carrying the dazed Oliver along with it. Eileen charges forward, attempting to intercept the slime as it moves towards the river, but it looks like she will not make it in time.
Then, a golden streak speeds past her. Aria slams into the slime with a flying kick. There is a loud crackle as the monster freezes in place, stunned, and within it Oliver shouts. His hair is standing up on its ends. Aria flips over the slime and lands, naked again. “Now!” she shouts out breathlessly, but she does not have to. Eileen is already moving forward, shield raised and shining with light. With a roar, she thrusts the shield at the slime and expands the barrier. The gelatinous monster is blown apart, barely holding together through tenuous tendrils.
Oliver tumbles free ignominiously, his clothes still undone. He rolls across the riverbank, still coughing and spluttering, and comes to a halt just in front of Aria. Staring up, his face turns a crimson shade of red and he offers her a weak smile. “Thank-“
Aria stomps on his eyes and rips off his cloak, giving the pained boy a look of disgust. As she pulls the blue fabric around herself, Eileen shouts out a warning. “It’s not over yet! The slime is reforming! Oliver, get those enchantments out, we can’t let it get away!”
True enough, the slime is gathering itself together piece by piece. Its female form gone, now it is but a sorry-looking puddle attempting to crawl away from the knights. Strangely enough, it begins crying out in a plaintive voice, as if shouting for help. Aria nods to herself and moves to stand in between them and the fleeing monster.
“What are you doing?” asks Eileen coldly. The tension between the two girls is palpable. “I am… grateful for your assistance, but you are in the way right now, Aria Heavensell.”
“As I should be. The five of you ganging up on a lowly monster… that is not very knightly, is it?” retorts Aria.
“I… don’t think it is five on one anymore,” murmurs the other female trainee, Nina, nervously. She points behind Aria, where a dozen more slimes have made their appearance. They have come in a mixture of colours; pink, blue and green. The wobbling mounds of jelly surround their injured compatriot in what seems to you to be a protective manner. There is a note of fear in their quivering bodies. Is it because of the knights?
Suddenly, Lucy moos an urgent, low note of warning. Shortly after, dark, round shapes fly out of the forest at high speed, as if launched from a catapult. One of them smashes through a slime, leaving behind a hole that fills itself quickly, leaving no sign of its passage behind. Crying out, the trainees deflect more headed their way, bouncing the things off their shields. The black newcomers tremble as they roll across the ground, and then expand with a bubbling noise. More slimes. Pitch-black ones, this time.
“Hm. This is new,” says Barbatos. “I have never seen this colour of slime before.”
“Neither have they,” you say, indicating the surprised trainees. Their surprise grows by leaps and bounds as the black slimes begin attacking the others. Pink, blue, green and black are entangled in burbling, bubbling masses, the wet sounds of jelly smacking against jelly resounding along the river. Meanwhile, as more and more of the black slimes shoot out towards the river, the trainees and Aria find themselves surrounded by them. You see Oliver begin to pass out some small glass tubes capped with a small amount of twinkling magnatite to each of his comrades. They grasp it and recite a chant, each at their own speed. The magnatite glows and the tubes shatter into powder. At the same time, the weapons and shields of the rookie knights begin to shine dimly: a magical enhancement, you presume. It would likely make their blades effective against slimes.
“Pull up! Get into formation!” yells Eileen. “And you, monster-loving peasant girl, stay out of our way this time!”
The black slimes gurgle... and then they attack.
***
A. Camouflaging your face with that of a generic old man, you assist the rookies against the black slimes. They seem to be doing fairly well holding off the enemy on their own, but it is better to be certain as Aria is now stuck in the midst of things.
B. You assist the multi-coloured slimes. The knights can handle themselves, whereas the other slimes seem to be hard pressed by the aggressive, fast-moving black variety. Perhaps they might even reciprocate and become friendly to you.
C. You freeze the entire area with an Ice Storm. It’s quick, easy, and you get the benefit of sorting things out at your own pace without slimes splashing all over the place making a wet, dripping mess.
1. You cast a combination of magical and physical defensive spells over Aria. You don't want her to get too hurt.
2. You cast a combination of magical and physical defensive spells over the girls in the party. The boys can fend for themselves.
3. You cast a combination of magical and physical defensive spells over all of them, while wondering if you could charge them for every second that the shields are up.
4. You cast nothing. Mana is precious and should not be wasted on a bunch of kids.
***
D. This should play out just fine by itself without any interference from you. Continuing your do-nothing policy, you sit back and watch.
1. Perhaps you should extract Aria at least. You pop over under a cloak of Invisibility, pick Aria up, and then hide until everything blows past. You do not feel inclined to do anything else.
2. You actually do nothing.
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