MTG Salvation

Heulen reached out and caught Gerr by the arm from his position of sitting on the wall.

Heulen - What are you doing Gerr? Can you use your big crossbow to shoot into the center of the dust storm?

**Dany stood on the wall, her eyes flaring as she yelled down at Sacerdote.**

Dany - "Don't fight us if you want to get out of here alive! Fight ARENA! He's already killed out of you for trying to leave here with his and his brother's life! We WILL bring him down, and you can either do it with us or die trying to stop us!"

"Oh...". Gerr perched himself on the wall and took out Eagles eye. When ready he shot center mass at the stone man. The bolt brought the air with it to form a blunt punch.

Nervada - So, someone get rid of that storm, ya? Let's finish this.

Damek joined the others. Using monolith and the scent of the enemies, Damek took note of where the enemies were. Once he finds Arena, he fires off two stoneshots. One at where the midsection would be, and one at crotch level. "The guy in the cloud is there." He informs the group if any of the enemies start to move.

**Antoninus took a defensive stance, holding his axe in front of himself a little hesitantly.**

**Damek sensed Arena in the center of the sandstorm as Gerr's bolt shattered the stone oscaran into pieces. Not arena, not a summoning, but some sort of magical shaping technique. Damek's stoneshots however seemed to have no effect on Arena whatsoever, as if they never reached him inside the cloud.

Sacerdote, more afraid of Arena than the gang of outsiders, charged Antoninus, whirling his halberd above his head like it was bo staff.

Suddenly a half dozen scimitars, formed of stone veined with iron, errupted from the ground in the center of the arena and launched that those atop the wall.**

**Dany slipped down from the wall, gave her sling a quick whirl and then launched her stone straight for Sacerdote. Hopefully he would be easier to take down than Arena himself.**

**Antoninus hurled his axe at the oscaran, activating its abilities so that it homed in toward him.**

"Ah!". Gerr Finnished falling off the wall to dodge the blades of death. He summoned his Gerry companion 'Rreg' and told him to reload his big bow.

As Gerr leaped off the wall to dodge the scimitars, Heulen simply dropped down the other side and kept himself from falling by grabbing the edge of the wall. He held himself in place using his upper body strength.

Nervada falls off the wall the other way, mostly dodging the blades as he hangs on with just his fingers. The warrior heals himself with fire as he slowly pulls himself back up.

Nervada - You'll have to do better than THAT dustman!

Hearing Nervada yell at Arena, Heulen can't quite believe what the half-garr is doing.

Heulen - Damn it Nervada, some of us aren't in the best shape to be dodging a crazed Oscaran's attacks! If you want to grab his attention, get away from the injured first at least!

**Suddenly the metal section of the wall that Nervada was holding onto sheered free from the rest of the wall, rolled up around him, and flew across the arena slamming into the opposite wall before then falling to the ground.

Thrown off by a stone to his armored sternum, Sacerdote swung his halberd in an arc to deflect the axe, only it didn;t go that way. His hand was numbed from the unnatural force of the impact between the two weapons, Then the axes deflect was off, and it carved a thick slice off the oscaran's forearm.

Doggett rose from the downed but alive brother and circled around the sandstorm.**

Nervada laughs a bit as he soars through the air.

Nervada - Now we're talking! Good - OOFH - work man!

Nervada ends the 'rangs current imbues as he tries and fails to jasper his new steel blanket. Welp, someone is still claiming ownership of this thing. He re-empowers the 'rang and uses that to heal instead. He also tries to move a bit if he can.

**Dany circled around towards Doggett, eyeing the sandstorm warily.**

Dany - "I don't suppose we have a plan here....."

Heulen, using his wolf ears, hears Dany.

Heulen - KILL HIM! THAT'S THE ONLY PLAN!

Olo threw his boomerang at the weapon headed in his direction using homing. He also dropped down into the arena just in case. He then double dazed Sacerdote


OtN- I'm glad that happened to you bro! Chuckle. Keep him distracted until we can figure out how to deal with that sandstorm...can you dig under him perhaps? With Damek we can keep you heading in the right direction.

Ulrich- Oh for- it's sand. Power in numbers, people.

Ulrich flipped his blade so that the pommel could be used as a better weapon. Taking a deep breathe he launched himself forward into the sand, swinging wildly hoping to crack their foe with an unexpected strike.

Dirk belatedly entered the Arena, to discover this awful mess. He tries casting Lantern and follows Ulrich into the sand, good arm ready to throw a fireball at a moments notice.

**Hand and arm infirmed, Sacerdote awkwardly angled the halberd at the charging Snake and launched its head at him.

As Ulrich and Dirk entered the sandstorm they were hit hammered by strong winds filled with scouring sand and incredibly intense heat. Powering through it, they emerged into the heart of the storm, where Arena stood, waiting. He grinned and extended his hand in a "there you go" gesture. Then a massive torrent of flames shot forth from his hand at the pair.**

Ulrich leaped forward towards the torrent, holding out his gauntleted hand to try and block what he could. He need Arena to go down fast, he didn't have the power necessary to stand against him for long. The kindir pushed forward and did his best to slam the pommel of his blade into the oscaran's face.