Hasan watched with surprise as the monstrous creature retreated. He blinked down at the Talisman of Elyas and wondered what more adventures this find would lead to. Then, pulled from his momentary reverie by the sight of Nicolai scrambling away from the gargoyle, he sprinted toward his companion, ready to provide whatever aid he could and hoping that whatever barrier prevented the gargoyle from striking him—be it raw intimidation or something magical—would safeguard Nicolai as well.
Nicolai scrambled out of the way of the creature’s path. The fleeing guardian disappeared through the portal.
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Once more, the dwarf found himself in the unenviable state of disorientation due to whatever magicks controlled the mirror’d portal. He blinked rapidly and squinted, but little seemed to help at making his surroundings any less blurry. There was little else he could do other than continue on through—his companions on the other side had need of him. Resolute, he strode forward, and once again emerged back into the room with Saeth and the others.
Directly behind him, the malignant guardian materialized back once again into the room.