The angry chittering of the umber hulk continues to raise as they find themselves not surrounded by the prey that they had expected.  They seem to be communicating among themselves, chittering and nattering while staying perfectly still, their attention drawn to the floor.  When Phelypsis begins to charge forward, the thundering of her footsteps draws their attention immediately and three ugly heads turn towards her invisible form.  They move, the two in the rear pincering out to move into a better attack position while the one in the front turns it's head enough to catch the sword with a chitinous jaw.  The umber hulk's head cracks to the side and it stumbles forward with the sudden assault from Nuria, wreathed in flames and stabbing, clawing, ripping at it's back.<br/><br/>The umber hulk lets out a wild cry of main as it's head is burned through by the flames, bucking and flicking, trying to get Nuria off of his shoulders.  The smell of burning fills the tunnel and the umber hulk is no more, still twitching and flicking limbs in death.  However, staying on to ensure the beast was dead leaves her back open to the two other umber hulks.  Thickly armored claws grab around her shoulders, dragging her back off of their fallen, smoking friend.  The feeling wrenches hard and Nuria is pulled back.  Immediately one of the umber hulks takes hold of both of her arms, pulling her back against it's hardened body.  The other wheels around before her and headbutts her hard, leaving her vision swimming.<br/><br/>The grip of the umber hulk remains of Nuria, loud, intense chittering behind her as the mandibles hit against the side of her head.  The beast is practically slavering as Nuria's clamped body rubs against it, the enormous, fat armored cock sliding first against her back, then with a twist and a push against her backside, pressed up between her asscheeks.  The umber hulk lifts her, pressing forward to push it's enormous chitinous dick between her legs, pressing her down to rub her sex against the upper side of it, the bumps and ridges of the dick providing a singular experience.<br/><br/>The one not holding onto Nuria turns then to face Phelypsis and Sydney, letting out a screech of intense hatred before barreling forward towards the barbarian.<br/><br/>A rich, haughty chuckle comes form the man in the prison.  "My, my, stomping and pouting is hardly befitting of a mageling...  But then, fizzling spells are not either."  His hand pushes against air, the sizzling, flickering green light of the magical prison holding him back until abruptly his hand snaps through, arcane manacles preventing him from fully stepping through.  He twists his wrist, flicking fingers and Sydney is dragged hard through the air.  Her body slams against the arcane prison wall, the feeling of bars behind her pressing against her back.  The hit took the wind out of her more than anything else, but then the prisoner is behind her, his hands wrapping around her and his body pressed in.  Firmly, he grabs hold of her breast and he whispers, "The things I could teach you, little mageling...  The power I could give you..."  His other hand traces along the runes on her back, teasing and possessive as his firm naked cock presses against the back of her dress.<br/><br/><strong>Delvers!  What do you do?!</strong><br/>At 2016-09-26 12:18:16, The Umber Hulk rolls vs Nuria (uid: 56500) rolls: 1d6m1 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=95161)(OUCH)<br/><br/>At 2016-09-26 12:32:57, The Prisoner rolls vs Sydney (uid: 56500) rolls: 1d6a2 Result: 3  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=95162)