Getting distracted by the bats and that annying guy with the sword, not at all interesting in the stab wounds compared to the swarm of mini Mr. Tophats. Getting rather angry now at the lack of tea, flailing the sword around and slicing through bats left and right. Finally getting a better idea, just holding the sword over head, as it begins to glow like some angry sun that just learned that bats are trying to bite at it.<br/><br/>The brilliance of the blade doing a rather excellent job of stunning the bats, even making a few of them just outright explode when they get too close. All of this lasts for a few seconds, tops, with the man letting the sword back down and dim back to regular levels. Giving the annoying man in front of him a wry smile, knowing that this is the time to end all things.<br/><br/>Using a scar in the universe to travel on top of the pillar and the ruby encrusted gold casket, spitting out some blood while twirling the blade of light once more. Before pointing it straight down towards the casket proper, making rather clear his intentions.<br/><br/><strong>Die you Wretched Whore! I will no longer be your play thing!</strong><br/><br/>Stabbing the blade into the casket, watching the blade sink into the material a good half way before stopping. A good second or so passes before cracks start to form on the casket, before a rather sickly ruby red light starts to leer out from the cracks as well. Which is all the warning that was given before the entire thing explodes in a hail of gold and rubies.<br/><br/>Mixed in with the echo of the explosion is the most sensual and exotic laughter any of you will ever hear, ever. The source of the laughter making herself known, as a ruby colored aura of menace comes shooting out from the explosion as well. Bouncing and ricocheting off of the tomb ceiling, breaking off stone and rubble as it bounces from ceiling and floor and back again. This continues for a while before the aura stops, hovers in place for a while, and just explodes with sudden speed and violence, bursting through the roof of the tomb and the mountain above, more rocks and debris littering the floor.<br/><br/>The five of you collect your senses and glare at the ruin that was caused. Rocks litter the floor mixed in with the shrapnel from the casket, with the runs underneath no longer running. The hole in the ceiling showing a blood red moon just peeking the crest.<br/><br/>When Yumi clears the dust from her eyes and stops coughing up a fit, she finds herself prone on the other side of the room form where she was. When she tries to move, she will find a rapier pinning her hat to the side of the wall, just a half inch away from impaling her head instead. The rest of you are along the edges of the tomb from the explosion, with Wrenn closest to see what happened to the crazy man, or more importantly, the lack of him. All that remains is a charred out full plate and the hilt of the sword half buried under stone.<br/><br/>(DC22 will save not to get dazed from the brilliance aura from the sword. Then DC20 reflex to half damage from the epic explosion form the casket, which dealt 23 damage. Which forces all of you onto the edge of the map, which ironically enough saved you all from certain rock related doom, from the ceiling partially collapsing and everything. )<br/><br/>