A fully armor-clad Morgan dropped his satchel on the ground behind him as he crept along the side of the library. Inside his bag was a large bundle of sage collected by some brave souls earlier in the day. He turned to the small group of Tanglers following him, nodding and whispering,
Taking in a few more careful breaths, the General nodded once more and crawled forward. Nearing the doorway, he wagged his ice-covered tail as a signal and ran inside. He flung one of his ice spheres forward, barking out a breath to cause it to explode in the middle of the room. Blue-green flames burst forth, setting lanterns, books, and spirits ablaze. Pained yells filled the room, and Morgan adjusted his senses to focus on the books. He returned the faux-fire to its original water state, dousing the books to keep the fire from spreading.
From above, a gaggle of ghosts descended upon the Tanglers with fire in their eyes.
"Take some if you need it - there're some lanterns inside that I'll light up so you can burn the sage. Otherwise, prepare your powers; remember that these things can't be hit by normal means. We'll be going in in about a minute."
Above him floated a pair of large ice spheres; all of his water had been taken from the ocean, giving it just enough salinity to be dangerous to the ghosts residing inside the huge structure. He had also taken the time to shape some similar armor for his companions, as it was the least he could do to protect them.Taking in a few more careful breaths, the General nodded once more and crawled forward. Nearing the doorway, he wagged his ice-covered tail as a signal and ran inside. He flung one of his ice spheres forward, barking out a breath to cause it to explode in the middle of the room. Blue-green flames burst forth, setting lanterns, books, and spirits ablaze. Pained yells filled the room, and Morgan adjusted his senses to focus on the books. He returned the faux-fire to its original water state, dousing the books to keep the fire from spreading.
"Come on!"
he yelled next, running to the stairs with his second sphere at the ready. The apparitions he had hit with his fire writhed in pain on the ground, wailing out loud.From above, a gaggle of ghosts descended upon the Tanglers with fire in their eyes.
"Ghosts can't die! Ghosts can't die, ghosts can't die!"
chanted one of them, screeching with laughter. "None of you will make it out of here alive! This world is ours!"
A few of the apparitions launched themselves toward Morgan, aiming their fangs and claws at his ice-covered body. He stood his ground, however, expanding the sphere into a halberd and slicing through them. They reeled in pain as they flew off in other directions, burned. "Use your powers -- the sage, too!"
the General cried, taking more steps until he was halfway up to the second floor. As he kept running, some more ghosts followed him, while others flew over to attack every living Tangler nearby.