Sana grins in agreement with Corrin and attacks.

Attack: 11 Damage: 11

Attack: 11 Damage: 7

Smite: 7

"No one makes me bleed but me!" Jill says as she attacks again!

Attack:  23 Damage: 21

Attack:  14 Damage: 13

Yasei screams out “BANZAIIIIIIIIII!!!!” as she continues to attack the eye stalk:

Katana Attack #1: 11 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

Wakizashi Attack #1: 29 Damage: 10

Katana Attack #2: 23 Damage: 7

Yasei's first attack goes wild, slicing Jill across the face, giving her a nice new open wound on her cheek. Valkor looks at his body as the final blows kill him.

Curiously, he says, "HOW INTERESTING. SOMETHING NEW TO EXPERIENCE.." He then collapses into a million pieces of stone.

The beholder eye dropping out of his forehead and shattering on the floor of the cavern. There was a great rumbling sound, and the whole cube became smooth. The cavern was now still, and no projectiles and rocks harmed us in this place again.

"I have missed many things in the years since my last adventure, but getting struck by my allies was not one of them." Jill mentions as she applies pressure to the wound on her face. "Regardless, I believe that is the ninth eye."

Yasei humbly prostrates herself in front of Jill... “I beg of your forgiveness, Madame Jill. My blade had a mind of its own back there. I’m sorry.”

"It is fine. And I am just Jill. No Madame."

Misha examined the wound on Jeel's cheek. "A decent cut." she admired. "But eet weel heel nicely. An eench closer, and well.." she made a clicking noise with her mouth, as if thinking about ruining such a pretty face. "..would have been a shame."

"Then I suppose I am lucky to have avoided any permanent cosmetic damage. Shall we go on now?"

Yasei: "Forgive me for imposing, but would it be okay if we took a rest here?  I'm completely spent, and I'm guessing others are as well?"

"Ha!" Misha barked. "Weak human female weeth need to always rest. You need to eat more vegetables and less raw leech, ah? Where do you even come from - so tired all zee time, we cannot stop now! Tough eet out and lets go!"

She paused for a dramatic effect, but after a moment, said. "HAA! Meesha only keeding. Sure, we can rest."

ROOM 10 - DEAD AIR

We rested, and then pressed on. Time was getting short. We had spent more than a few days in the Hive, and it wouldn't be much longer until it reached Toril. 

We entered a colossal cube, so large we could hardly see it at all. Emma told us that the walls were over two miles wide on every side. A thin blue mist floated through the grey sky of the cube. The air was cool and still. All there was inside was darkness and shadows. The wall we entered from was a bleak landscape of grey ash and hundreds, maybe thousands of corpses arranged in huge runic symbols. Some of the corpses are active, stumbling aimlessly across the landscape.

The adjacent walls were similarly bleak: one was identical to the first, and another is filled with grey mud, a third contains hundres of immobile globes the color of blood, and the fourth is a featureless black plane as smooth as glass. The sixth wall, directly overhead, looked like this one, except that an immense pyramid of glowing red stone stood in the center of the wall. 

No sooner did we get our bearing that we heard a soft, pleading voice in our heads. "Come to the light...come to the light..."

"Wait. This is the room that we are supposed to rub syrup on ourselves so that we do not get killed. We should do that before we go any further."

Yasei scrambles to put two brain cells together, squints really hard, and recites:

"There are pods shaped like bells at the entrance of (Room 10). Rub the syrup on your bodies, or the undead will kill you."

She proceeds to search around for the bell shaped pods. 

"Come to the light.." the voice repeats.

A black crystal decahedron floats in the center of the room. The crystal is producing a continuous, dull blue light for the room.

Surrounding the entryway to the cube are tangles of leathery, black vines about ten feet thick. Bell-shaped white pods five feet long grow thickly from the vines. The pods and wines smell like garlic.

In one smooth action, Yasei draws a blade, slices a small section off of the bottom of one of the pods, sheathes her blade, and then stands underneath the pod to bathe in the now dripping garlicky fluid, like a shower.

Corrin cringes at the smell that assaults her nose. “Eugh... Do we have to? I like garlic but this is taking it too far...”

"Better stinky than dead, Corrin. I can apply it if you need me to."

Sana immediately begins rubbing the stuff on herself. "Anyone need me to get their back?"

Misha holds her breath and stands underneath one of the ruptured pods. The substance is thick and milky white, and gets all over her. 

"Bwhhhh..." she moans. "Thees ees Misha's not favoreet acteeveetee."

Emma also stood underneath a bulb and got soaked. "Make sure you get every nook and cranny!" she joked.

FACE 1: Countless zombies
FACE 2: Countless zombies
FACE 3: Your current location, the garlic bulbs.
FACE 4: Black face
FACE 5: Muck pool
FACE 6: Red Pyramid