Myar's many images brought hand to fist and gathered their own arcane powers. "We are connected to the seven and a half gates," they chanted in heptaphonic coordination. "Now, we cast open the gate of avarice!" Myar (one of him, anyway) threw his hand straight into the sky while his image-clones splayed around him in what could only be called a heroic team pose. All that was missing was ocean spray and a sunset in the background.<br/><br/>Er, anyway. Above, a great hole opened in the sky, ringed with fire, and from it flew a great red dragon, easily the white's equal in size and power. The air grew heavy with the scent of sulfur and the beating heat cast downwards by its mighty wings. Sorcerous flame ringed its claws and it roared what could only be a challenge at the white.<br/><br/>While all eyes were turned upwards, Myar made a hand crossbow appear in her hand. That, at least, was no illusion.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Major Image. Marking off a 3rd level spell.<br/>The dragon is entitled to a DC 20 Will save to disbelieve, but only after interacting with the illusion.<br/>And for kicks, move action to draw my crossbow.<br/></div></div>