Dobbin could only watch helplessly as the man he was trying to save fell back into a trapdoor...
And then the elementals sprang forth, knocking Dobbin onto his back. He hit his head on the wooden floor and his vision threatened to grow dark.
Gleaf, meanwhile jumped back in surprise. "This... it defies all logic!" But he quickly overcame his shock. He drank his glass of water down to the halfway point. Then, he reached into one of his pouches and pulled out a seed, which he dropped in the water. Reaching into a completely different pouch, he then pulled a handful of dirt, and dropped it into a glass. With that done, he called forth his nature magic...
Suddenly, a tree sprang forth from the seed. The glass shattered, cutting Gleaf's hand, and the roots sent the gnome flying back. In mere seconds the tree grew to become about ten feet in length and one foot in diameter. It impaled one of the beer elementals, destroying it, and Gleaf quickly stood up. Calling upon the last ounce of life that still remained within the tree, he moved its branches to constrict around one of the wine elementals and trap it.
Gleaf did not do this without cost. He now possessed a splitting headache, and bit of blood dripped from his nose. But in the confined interior of the inn, with no access to stone or nature, he really didn't have a lot of options.
...Then Dobbin stood up, and sent a gust of wind at one of the elementals - it was a spell he had used purely for defensive purposes. It was enough to stagger a normal human opponent and give the gnome some time to run away, but he wasn't sure what effect it would have on a levitating elemental made entirely out of liquid.
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
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