Now that things had escalated, one their esteemed party members already taken- though, thankfully, not dead- by the molydeus, Orlando had all the more reason to fight, if not defeat the fiend. With a more human roar than Benedict's that still did at least match his comrade's in the sheer determination of things, Orlando ran forth once more, this time clearing the distance between the demon and himself. Though he said nothing, there had to be something more to what was going on than a mere solitary attack with his fullblade.<br/><br/>Swinging th eflat of his immense weapon, Orlando smashed the weapon into the side of the molydeus; the impact seemed to have the crushing force only attainable by dropping an entire mountain. The magical energies embedded into the sword were already horrendously damaging to the fiend, but his weapon seemed to send a certain kind of shock through the whole body of the molydeus. It screeched and gargled at the same time, and the crack of its ribs was audible from even the distance of the mind flayer's servants. Unfortunately, the sheer force of the blow did not fell the thing, though it was indeed severely damaged.<br/><br/>((Ancient Mountain Hammer + all of his various enchantments equated to seventy-seven points of damage, and with the regular attack damage being 29, we've got ourselves a total of one hundred and six points of damage. Death by massive damage didn't work, though.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>