You tune in deeply to your inner chackras and summon a lightening
The lightening is out of control and hits some innocient civillians that happen to be walking by. A mob of peasants gathers around and shoves that naughty wand up your A..And you are a dead magician now. You loose a life, Harry.
Angle Food needs two hands to count the number of times he has had his wand rammed up his own ass by peasants.
!l1
Your down to 1 life point:
"Fuck this mystic trickery" exclaims Angle Food.
"I'll stick with old faithful..."
!magicblast
You gather your inner energy and produce a lightning bolt:
You barely maintain control of the powerful blast, but still clip the enemy for a large hit of 8 points. Nice try, maybe next time.
The sneaky Gobbo gets roasted as he tries to run away.
Angel Food shakes his head and wonders why he didn't just follow his heart in the first place.
In Angel Foods mind these creatures deserve no mercy. With that thought, he is reminded of the berserker behavior he had succumbed to in the boss battle of IBT4 and calms himself.
Angel Food is badly hurt again, yet seemingly unconcerned as his attention focuses on his original foe.