《Debts Come Due!》Day-13 Seven daggers for seven lives.
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"Tess, you and Embrda go to the mine and start preparing a good spot. We are going to need to move a lot of earth and set it up so that the hydra will not be able to notice what we have done. Maybe streatch some vines over top of the trench." Sasha told Them first thing in the morning.
"Tea needs to get the artillery spells on our little home base set up along with some illusions and trap our treasure so that it will be safe. Just make sure nothing can happen to it ok?" She told her friend while getting ready to prepare some more poisons with Smithy.
"We will need to fill the pit with barbed spikes, do you think you can take care of that Tess?" She added, almost as an after thought.
"Sure thing and I even know the best spot to put the blasted thing. No mistakes on this one, we trap it and kill it. If we do this right it wont take fifteen minutes." Tess told them making his opnion clear, this would go off and afterwords they would say 'Just as planned.'
They had each thought over how to kill the hydra. They had planned how to get it weak enough to bring down, how to over come it,s natural advantages. Now all that was left was to take the thing out and move on to the next fight. This one would end soon and that was just a matter of fact as far as they were concerned.
Smithy and Sasha would poison it to weaken it as much as they could. This would slow the hells damned creature down and make killing it far less challenging. His bombs and other potions would sure it was always recieving damage to critical areas like the necks and legs. She would attack it straight on the soul for unhealable damage. Attacking the heavly armored body would be pointless and a waste of time. Sure it was a big target and all that but they would have almost zero penetration unless they used artillery spells.
Tess would prepare the area for a trap used in hunting big game by remote tribes. A depress pit in the ground with a gentle slope so that the creature can walk into the trap but can not easly get out of it. He would cover it with vines so that the hydra could not see the pit, it was his job to set the stage for the hunt. To make it harder for the beasty to fight back and escape or injure anyone in the group set on taking it down for good.
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Drassisa was preparing for her part. She along with her brother would use a bit of their new warlock magic to swing the fight in the partys favor. It was not much but they was just starting out down this path and had just made the barist of pacts with The Lady. They would do what they could to keep everyone alive and ensure that things went off without a hitch.
Tea was setting up artillery spells that would target the hydra once it was stuck in the trap killing it with heavy fire. She would be placing entrapment spells on the ground to limit what the hydra could see and how it could move. To sap its strength and slow its response. She would make sure that it was not just fighting the party and the trap but also sleep and dozens of other effects. If she could figure out a way for the spells to feed off of the game they were hunting it would be all the better. Her zombies would distract it and poke at it with spears while also throwing poisons into the wounds. Ghouls would attack its underbelly and gut it from the inside.
All in all this was shaping up to be a good fight. They had even found the perfect spot to hunt the damn thing at. They had all the bait they would need to attract it and disposable cannon fodder to distract it. Now they just need to finish the preperations and launch the assult.
"Are we done?" Sasha asked the group at the ambush sight.
"I would say so, I have put everthing that I can into making the perfict trap for the hydra. The seven heads will make it more likely to notice that there is a trap but Teas illusions will take care of that." Tess told the group while standing next to a pile of Dire Wolves meat from the first hunt in this area.
Its scent was still being masked but they were prepared to undo that and magically send it towards where the hydra was at this very moment. Then the monster would come right for the easy meal.
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"Hay Teamasa, do you have the Acid spells prepared to damage its regeneration on the heads?" Smithy asked his old book loving friend.
"Yep, just got to get it in range. I also have the heavy Burning Light spells ready to fire. They wont be able to continuously hit it but should do plenty of damage to its main body. With any luck it will damage its abillity to walk and hold up its heads." She told the group confidently while checking her spell book.
"Then lets bait the trap and bring it over." Drassisa said while preparing to heal everyone the very moment something went wrong.
Whats that smell. Food. Something is killing in my forest and it is not me. Must kill it. Kill it! Kill!
Over there. There it is. Smells like pack biters. Annoying pack biters were bitten. Will eat.
Eat them. There they are. Eat them. All meat, meat and blood. Must eat them.
Ground odd? Falling? Why falling? PAIN!
It hurts but I can pull them out of me. Will get out. Will kill everything.
Somethings on back, why? More pain, can't escape pain. All consuming pain. Can't move from pain.
Sasha jumped off the hydras back after her healing of it. She could only heal herself perfectly while everyone and everything else she did heal would be scared for the rest of their lives. It was now stuck on the spikes and could not easly get out. They had poisoned them so when they started opening it up once more it would bleed like no tomorrow.
"Tea, target the thing now and hit it rapid fire." She said the moment she was clear. Looking up she could see the rays of burning light firing from over their cavern.
Eight blast of energy hit the damn thing one after another. The first hit two of the heads and the body. The second caught one of those heads and the rest hit the body searing flesh from bone and with the poison already in its system it started to bleed fueling the start of the spells at its feet.
It's thrashing grew slower and lathargic while electricity started to arc over it. Its feet slowly started to sink into the ground and the very vines that had conceled the pit started to grasp at it. There would be no escape from the trap unless they all died. Nothing short of that would help and everyone here including the hydra knew this fact.
Right as it started to snap at them it found a sharp pain in its underbelly. It would not have been able to notice if it were not for the fact that following this pain it strated to feel like something was cutting it apart from the inside.
It's insides had just started to heal and push out the invaders when they dumped more poison onto the wounds they had just made. It's guts started smoking and the ghouls inside its body heard a shreak of pain. They had just started and would not stop until they were crushed or it died.
Pain, pain. Must flee. What is that light. It hurts something that could not be hurt. No. No must run.
Sasha had just hit it with her Infernal Fire and was jumping back to safety while it was hit once more. This would not end for a few more minutes but it would end. They could already see some of the heads fall. It no longer had the strength to support them.
After everthing was said and done they all agreed. The plan had made this possible not any of the individuals had manage this. Just careful planning.
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