"Is that the way home? What are we waiting for?" And Perspicacious makes for the portal.

"A way somewhere else, at least." Jean said and followed Perspicacious in.

Amaruve moves to the portal, continuing to glare and snarl at the beast. It's clear in his eyes, that this isn't over.

Of course, he isn't in control of that at all. For all he knows this fiend will use the opportunity of their departure to rule this world, or possibly the world will cease to exist all together when they leave. Time will tell what's over, and what has only begun.

Cordelia unleashes the newfound spell protection from evil and good. It comes out with little finesse as none of this is familiar to her. She's seen Gordra cast countless spells, as well as other denizens of the Tower, but casting the spell felt a bit like writing with her non-dominant hand.

**is everyone through the portal but me?**

(Cordelia acts just before you all enter, Shaz. Mobile again; will finesse formatting when back to laptop tonight)

Luna feels the untested power of the spell flow through her. She casts a simple spell, but it catches at the ambient power hanging in the space around her and erupts. Instead of a simple ward against evil, a shining bubble of golden light surrounds the party and the portal, barricading them from the Pretender on the outside. 

The Pretender screams, shocked. "No! You have no such power for-" but whatever he was going to say is cut off as his form dissolves in the light of the bubble. He reverts once again into a huge, bubbling, headless mass of energy. 

The voice of Vasht blooms in your minds, "Go! Now!" As you rush into the flame, the world is consumed by white...

You hear Vasht again, a weary smile in his voice, "You cut it very close this time. Try to be a little faster in the future, dear ones."

...And then there is darkness for a while...

You all did it! Roll a d20! 

**ahh I wanted to do a thing as I went into the portal... I was gonna set his lab on 🔥**

(go for it, Shaz!)

Once all of his companions are in the portal Gordra will follow, but he stops just before going through. "I'm not sure how this whole thing works, but you should hope that you never see any of our faces again." and Gordra tucks his cane under his armpit, and holds out his hands in a V.  Suddenly a torrent of flame erupts from his hands and casts Burning Hands at a second level for 20 fire damage to his laboratory.  Then he falls backwards into the portal.

Heres my d20: 14

(Haha. Okay, Johnny Storm.)

Drawing upon the magical overspill of the portal, you unleash a torrent of flame that alights the cavern as you duck into the rift. As you disappear from sight, the gate winks out of existence, leaving only your towering blaze which consumes the dark instruments and the roiling necrotic cloud.

A furious scream shakes the walls of the cave...

... And everything fades to darkness.

(Now everyone roll a d20)

19

2

3

63 and counting...

(someone roll a six!)

(BD and Shaz rolling a combined 6... I am very mature as I laugh.)

(looking at my notes... Yup, you all die a fiery death on a 69. Weird)