"I could kiss you for this Tyger, but let's save that for later shall we?  I would rather not be here when that psycho comes back to dissect us."  Giselle said, getting up from the table as soon as the straps had been undone and she was able to get to the chest that contained her gear.  It didn't take long for her to get everything back in order, and the half Drow pulled her blades as her sensitive ears picked up many more of the malformed creatures coming their way.  "I have no idea what that thing is Tyger, but I'd be careful because if we die here, I have a feeling we won't be staying down for long once that thing is done with us."  It wasn't just the dead that could be affected by the machine hovering in the air above them since it also affected the living, but it took far longer for it to do so.  They wouldn't be in any danger unless they sat by it for three days straight, maybe more depending on how good they could withstand its insidious intrusions into their minds and bodies.  By then the damage done would be irreversible and they'd be dead anyway from the transformation that would make them into the same soulless husks that were already wandering about.  How Helena had survived so long was anyone's guess, unless they happened to look at her brain under a scanner, and they knew what they were looking at, they'd be able to tell she had been Indoctrinated by the machine.  It had found her far more useful as the mad scientist she was already than a mindless Husk, but it had implanted the seeds of loyalty deep in her psyche, so she wouldn't ever consider stopping her mad research, unless she died of course.<br/><br/>Looking up at the machine, Giselle looked over to Tyger.  "Whatever you got planned, better do it now.  This Manor can't be allowed to stand any longer."  Putting Twinkle away, the warrior raised her free hand at the orb and formed a Fireball in her hand.  "Get ready to move as soon as this goes off."  She said, just as the door was broken down by another Husk.  "MOVE!"  Sending it off, the Fireball slammed into the orb and exploded upon contact.  However, it didn't destroy the orb, but it had damaged it considerably.  The Husks in the Manor started to jerk and twitch uncontrollably as a holographic countdown appeared.  "Um....I think we better go, now!"  Whatever that thing was doing, it was powering up even more so, but it wasn't helping its soulless minions in the process, preparing to self detonate but not before sending a signal into deep space to every ship that was within range.  That was a considerable amount considering the size of its transmission range, but for now that was unknown to everyone here on Toril.  If she had, Giselle would have worried but she was worried about getting out of Bloodmire Manor in one piece as she led the way out the way she had came in.  They had ten minutes....