Fluxxation
Plantera
(19 - 5 = 14) And while he makes some progress, it still seems to be eating away at his face..Tempor growls in pain, still trying to claw off the...marks. (D20: 12)
The machine is lying silent and dark on his side against a tree, steaming and sparking.Eve cries out, surprised.
"SERAPH!"
(19, 1) The Iudex blocks one of the shots with a wing, but the second nails the eye on his hand, shattering it, and causing his draconic arm to explode from just below the elbow downwards, spewing black flames everywhere. (12)Pol, caught with the blast of heat, hisses, the pain alien to her. Her left eye flickers purple though, and she, with a quick burst of magic, Stops the air nearby to counteract the blazing heat, fortunately managing to protect Eve, who seems to be preparing something with the pendant on her cloak. (D20: Yes.)
Pol levels her guns, firing off two quick shots at the Iudex (D20: 15, 14).
With a screeching from the injured abomination, the air immediately cools, all of the spread fire immediately dying.
The Iudex stumbles backwards as his big arm slowly begins to regenerate, a skeletal version of it's previous splendor slowly taking shape.
His skin is notably growing pale.
Garundel sees an opportunity, first swinging at the Iudex's head with his huge stone whip, and then quickly swapping back to his own sword, raining down the huge rocks at the Iudex afterwards. (19, 7)
(10, 16) The Iudex is slammed across the head on the draconic side, most of the morphed black mass sluffing off, leaving just the horn and some of the jagged teeth on the side, the rest a flattened mass of black which quickly morphs back into its rotted state. He blocks the stones with his huge wings, which are torn to shreds on account of how thin they are, quickly vanishing from his back in puffs of black mist.
He staggers back, letting out a much more human groaning noise as his white pupils flicker for a moment, his huge tail swaying a bit.
"Such opposition was not part of my Duty.."
His tail sluffs off entirely, returning to a black mist which fades into his body, the spikes along his back all but disappearing as well.
His current wounds quickly knit themselves shut, with his sword arm fully regenerating with ease, his rapier already back in his grip, coated in black flames.
His huge arm also finishes regenerating, that and his slightly malformed face the only twisted parts of his body remaining.
His posture seems to regain its powerful stature, bolstered by lowering his outgoing usage of the strange black fire..