Skewered by Arthur's faintly glowing sword, the cultist is struck in quick succession by five separate rays of fire, setting clothing aflame and searing skin and flesh. He goes slump on the blade, his body sliding off of it and falling to the ground. The sixth scorching ray flies wider, striking the other cultist not under the effects of Sleep. You hear a grunt of pain, but they maintain focus on their spell - the spectral blade remains.
They struggle against the webbing, but are unable to free themselves.
"Ah well...Since we're all scorching hot tonight."Zerilmurmurs with a grin. Another shout of arcane words, and the crystal in his hand burns the color of sunset. A tri-beam of fiery beams shoot out, streaking towards the remaining conscious cultist.
Fire lights the street once more as three more scorching rays streak through the air, each one striking the cultist in the chest. The front of their robes burn away, revealing scorched skin underneath. This time he's unable to hold his concentration, and the spiritual weapon disappears.
The other two living cultists have since collapsed to the ground, asleep and entangled in webs.
"Rían," the longsword breaks into a thousand azure motes as the outline of a much longer weapon takes its place. The glow flares again, leaving behind a plainly forged glaive. Arthursteps to the side, sweeping the glaive in a low arc at the tangled assailant's legs.
Bonus Action: Pact of the Blade - Glaive Action:True Strike to hit - 17,16 radiant damage. Movement: 5 ft SE
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Skewered by Arthur's faintly glowing sword, the cultist is struck in quick succession by five separate rays of fire, setting clothing aflame and searing skin and flesh. He goes slump on the blade, his body sliding off of it and falling to the ground. The sixth scorching ray flies wider, striking the other cultist not under the effects of Sleep. You hear a grunt of pain, but they maintain focus on their spell - the spectral blade remains.
They struggle against the webbing, but are unable to free themselves.
[ Initiative Group 2 ]
"Ah well...Since we're all scorching hot tonight." Zeril murmurs with a grin. Another shout of arcane words, and the crystal in his hand burns the color of sunset. A tri-beam of fiery beams shoot out, streaking towards the remaining conscious cultist.
Action| Scorching Ray Attack Rolls: 18, 18, 14 Damage Rolls: 5, 8, 6
Fire lights the street once more as three more scorching rays streak through the air, each one striking the cultist in the chest. The front of their robes burn away, revealing scorched skin underneath. This time he's unable to hold his concentration, and the spiritual weapon disappears.
The other two living cultists have since collapsed to the ground, asleep and entangled in webs.
[ Initiative Group 1]
"Rían," the longsword breaks into a thousand azure motes as the outline of a much longer weapon takes its place. The glow flares again, leaving behind a plainly forged glaive. Arthur steps to the side, sweeping the glaive in a low arc at the tangled assailant's legs.
Bonus Action: Pact of the Blade - Glaive
Action: True Strike to hit - 17, 16 radiant damage.
Movement: 5 ft SE