So I wake up, and the others were relieved to tell me that just moments ago, I was stronger, faster, more powerful, and in general, cooler. The only problem was that, apparently, to be strong and cool, you also have to be evil, and I had given the rest of them a run for their money trying to kill them and all that. However, with all that behind us, we went back to the tower and completed the ritual that shot us to the moon. We sped through the air and landed an its barren surface about an hour later.
We only had about a minute to gather ourselves before two strange looking dragons came and began making strafing runs at us. I used several of my offensive spells, knowing that against the aspect, my spell would have little direct effect. It wasn't long before the two dragons were chopped up by Durthen.
However, after barely getting a chance to take a breather, someone that looked like my evil self suddenly appeared and tried to recruit me to join him. I *did* want to be cool, but then again, these Basceron guys were also raving lunatics that turn into tentacle things at night, which is decidedly uncool, so I turned him down.
When the fight began in earnest, I had to admit that these "aspect" thingies were quite tough. He opened up with a number of area effect spells that hurt. I spent a great deal of time just keeping Durthen, Erson, and Borrow on their feet and fighting. At one point, Livia and Obegard summoned several helpful creatures to heal us, but they were instantly destroyed by a surge of vile energy by the aspect. I somehow had resisted, but Erson was badly injured. However, Durthen also got a few good hits in, including a pair of strikes that I swear would have cleaved a Fire Giant in two.
At one point, I saw a blast of energy heading toward me that I knew surely could have killed me. I barely had time to summon a ward that protected my body from physical injury, though I still lost consciousness. I was brought back by the healing spell of an Eladrin, and I had just enough time to cast another healing spell that healed everyone nearby before Durthen struck a blow brought down the aspect, but not before it initiated its final revenge by unleashing another blast of energy of fire, acid, and pure evil. Since I was already wounded, the blast should have blasted me to cinders, but fortunately, my ward held, and I regained consciousness a short while later when I was given a powerful healing reagent. I looked around and saw that Durthen, Borrow, and Erson had survived, though they were badly wounded. Obegard had barely survived, though only because his shield guardian had absorbed the damage and was utterly destroyed. Livia, however, did not fare so well.
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