[The man's growl cuts off into something that's almost a squeak when Tiamat uppercuts him (4) -- he didn't see that coming at all, and he folds; it allows Sabo an easier time escaping the rope weapon, despite it knocking his hat off his head. Luckily, in the reprieve he can probably pick it up again, wetter and a bit muddier.
Or so you'd think.
While Sabo is working up to his pipe attack on the man still trapped on Tiamat's fist, something rustles above them. A split-second later, there's a low roar and what looks like nothing so much as a piece of the lightning-strewn sky detaching itself and hurling itself down from the hedge at high speeds (13). Up close, its entire body seems to be composed of either clouds or miasma, dark and cloying; there's a flash of armor and a skull-like face, glowing eyes, and the headache and unpleasantness suddenly ratchet up to almost incapacitating levels.
This thing has rancid vibes and it's closed the distance in an instant. But instead of attacking, it reaches out to try and grab one or both of them, since they're close together.]
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Or so you'd think.
While Sabo is working up to his pipe attack on the man still trapped on Tiamat's fist, something rustles above them. A split-second later, there's a low roar and what looks like nothing so much as a piece of the lightning-strewn sky detaching itself and hurling itself down from the hedge at high speeds (13). Up close, its entire body seems to be composed of either clouds or miasma, dark and cloying; there's a flash of armor and a skull-like face, glowing eyes, and the headache and unpleasantness suddenly ratchet up to almost incapacitating levels.
This thing has rancid vibes and it's closed the distance in an instant. But instead of attacking, it reaches out to try and grab one or both of them, since they're close together.]