Chapter 391: Let's get this party started.

Chapter 391: Let's get this party started.

As the soldiers scrambled away from the charging barbarian, Ozzy ran at Bobby-Chuck, but it was Suzette who got in the first shots. Bobby-Chuck wasn't exactly subtle in anything he did, and it was hard to miss a ten-foot-tall glowing, screaming barbarian as he leaped at you. The Sun-Blessed Staff of Evergreen appeared in her hands and the first spell seared the air as she use her metamagic perk to double the damage. Suzette didn't have a large collection of spells like a normal wizard who had attained the fourth tier, but she was slowly increasing the power of the ones she had. The original solar arrow cantrip had done an annoyingly small amount of damage. But when enhanced by her staff, high RAD, and Evergreen's blessing, her new spell became a powerful weapon. Evergreen's Shining Lance shot out of her staff, hitting Bobby-Chuck in the chest, burning off red-plaid his, chest hair, and several layers of skin. Before he could take a step she hit him a second time, again doubling the damage. With a base damage of 200 points and another 5 damage for each point of RAD, and the doubling effect of her staff, Bobby-Chuck took 2000 points of damage as he landed and got the party started.

Like Ozzy, the barbarian was hard to hurt physically, and could shrug off elemental damage. Radiance wasn't any of these, and the damage bypassed his mitigation and resistance. Anyone else would have howled in pain; Bobby-Chuck didn't even notice she'd hit him with a spell. His normal abilities of Feeling No Pain and Just Don't Care were enhanced by the tremendous amount of alcohol he'd poured down his throat. The spells that burned into him caused damage, but didn't stop him. But even his alcohol soaked brain cells could identify the threat and he started moving in her direction, building momentum. Ozzy moved to block him.

The shrapnel from the destroyed ballistae had wounded both soldiers and Bobby-Chuck had a few minor cuts, with one wound barely bleeding. It only took one drop of blood for Layla to use an ability that put her on his flank. Her seething red great sword slammed into his side - and stopped after cutting a quarter of an inch into his skin. The physical attack was too weak to penetrate his mitigation, doing only 30 points of damage, but he did lose a hundred points of health as she drained his life from him. His counter-strike came immediately, slamming a meaty fist into her head that knocked her across the tower, and into the stairway, the momentum sending her rolling and bouncing down the staircase. The clatter of her unorthodox descent echoed back up, but was drowned by the roar of battle.

Ozzy was growing in height as he moved until he matched Bobby-Chuck in size, if not inebriation. It would have been an even clash, if not for the silvery vines that grew out of the tower floor and wrapped around the barbarians left leg, making him stumble at the last second and robbing him of his momentum. The Butcher hit him like a freight train, wrapping his arms around the barbarian in a bear hug and driving him to the edge of the tower, and beyond. The parapet of the tower shattered as Ozzy took his opponent over the edge. Suzette followed, leaping off the edge, but using a levitation spell to slow her fall. Ozzy and Bobby-Chuck hit the roof of the building below, sending up a spray of stone and debris as they crashed through and kept going.

Ares tossed rolls of bandages to the two soldiers, to help with their minor cuts, then peered over the edge of the tower, watching the fights below. "So that's what Hermes is recruiting for Priestesses now? Interesting. "ReAd latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

Slysnake had regained his slithering form, and he and the hedgehog began moving stealthily through the shadows towards the area where the old teleport stone had been. Marko had been abandoned in a shadowy corner. He was starting to get bigger and Sly didn't want him in his mouth if he expanded suddenly. They got within a hundred feet of their objective, and were looking for the best path through the market stalls to the center when a chunk of ceiling hit the floor, followed by Bobby-Chuck with Ozzy on top of him. Both combatants rolled to their feet, the barbarian throwing off sparks and white fire, the Butcher beginning to smoke as his furnace heated up. The earth mage and druid reversed course, both knowing how dangerous their companion could be. This wasn't a fight they wanted to be near.

The floor in front of the Shrine of Hermes shattered underneath the impact. Ozzy pummeled the Barbarian in the face with his fists, getting in several solid punches before Bobby-Chuck threw the Butcher off of him and stood up, shaking his head vigorously as he tried to focus.

"Good hit Bro! Let's get this party started!"

"Kings-X, Time Out, Half-Time. I've got the munchies and I smell smoked sausage. He broke open a barrel and started chewing on a handful. "Damn, these are good."

Ozzy paused. So far, all he'd accomplished was wrecking the market place, and Bobby-Chuck had healed almost all the wounds except for a black eye and some missing teeth. "Glad you like them. Those are mine. I've got my own smokehouse and herd of pigs. Have all you want, but stay away from my bacon!"

The Barbarians eyes narrowed and he smirked. "Bacon? Ooh, this fine chunk of smoked piggy hanging here? You know, where I come from, no one would leave something precious like this just hanging around. Down in the Moot where I've got a little hole now, they're down on stealing anything - unless it's edible. If you can chew it, it's fair game."

Suzette looked at him in a panic, "No, not the bacon! You can't just eat the bacon."

Ozzy scowled. "You touch my bacon and I'll thrash you good!"

"Ha, not scared. I like a good fight. Finders Keepers, and Losers...uh, something sad." He grabbed the hanging slab of bacon and bit into it, eating twenty pounds of Mage's Delight in five bites.

"Oh, damn, this is better than the crawdads, but sort of on the hot side. You got a beer or anything to wash it down." He turned to look around, and found he was floating.

Suzette had bided her time, hoping the Barbarian would relax his guard. The simple Levitation spell was easy to resist if a person knew it was coming, or in a fight. Relaxed and taking a bacon break she had managed to make the spell stick to Bobby-Chuck and lift him into the air. As Suzette concentrated on the Levitation spell, Ozzy snagged Bobby-Chuck with his chain, and dragged him to an open courtyard, running. Swinging him round and around, he threw him into the air, releasing his chain and letting the Barbarian sail into the sky. Ten seconds later, as the overdose of Burney Bacon ignited the gallons of white lightning still in his guts, he exploded in a multicolored ball of flame and lightning. For the next week, his headstone would hang there in the air, two hundred feet above the top of the main tower.

Ares looked on, appreciating the fireworks.