《Guardians of Terraria》Episode 10.3 - Bloodbath
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From the Forest Village Sid and Meg could see the same moon rising into the sky.
"Wonder what's up with that," Sid murmured.
"Nothing good."
He heard the growls of zombies, sounding more strained and ragged than usual, and turned to spot a group of them coming towards them. Some Possessed Armours were mixed in among them, along with a new enemy that looked like a rampaging blob of blood with arms and legs. A Blood Zombie, according to its label.
Sid briefly wondered how they'd gotten inside the walls, but he didn't care, running forward and casting forth his summons. He lashed out his Cool Whip, leaving freezing fire on the mobs, and his spiders rushed forward. He'd also added some enchanted daggers which were summoned by his new Blade Staff, which he'd found useful for taking on airborne enemies like the Wyverns they'd fought earlier.
Within minutes the wave of monsters were defeated. He glanced up at the wall, just as more enemies came pouring in. Floating balls of blood covered with eyeballs named Dripplers. A male and female zombie dressed in wedding attire, named The Groom and The Bride respectively. Then, after them, a horde of werewolves with steel-blue fur dropped down and charged forward on their hind legs.
Sid did his best to deal with them quickly, but the massive group split off in prongs and began swarming down every path in the village. He chased down the wedding zombies first and cast his spiders towards them, also summoning the Queen Spider to block their path. While they were dealing with them he flew towards the werewolves and began blasting at them with his Onyx Blaster.
"Come on! Attack me, doggies!"
One of the werewolves howled and leapt forward, fangs gnashing, but a single blast at point-blank range completely obliterated its life. Two more werewolves were able to land slashes on Sid, dealing over 120 damage each, so he flew up with his wings, attacking them from above. They stood no chance with no way of getting at him in the sky, and were quickly defeated.
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Upon landing in the street he began hearing loud screams and shouts coming from one of the houses. Female screams and shouts – it sounded like Emily the Nurse.
He charged into one of the nearby houses, fully prepared to blast any invading zombies or whatever, but only found Gilbert the Merchant sitting on a wooden chair with his fingers in his ears.
"Can you tell Emily and Roxanne to keep it down to a dull roar, please? I can hear them arguing from here."
He checked the next house and found them safe from werewolves, but clearly pissed off with each other.
"May I ask what's the matter, ladies?" Sid asked.
"Roxanne cut my hair too short!" Emily exclaimed, pointing at the frayed blonde ends of her hair.
"Oh. That's all?"
"Why are you even here? If you're going to die, do it outside. I just got new carpeting in here!"
"You'd better stay outta my hair too, hun," Roxanne added. "I just sharpened my scissors, and I'm looking for an excuse to use them!"
That was when Sid heard another scream, and this time it actually sounded like it was coming from someone being mauled by a werewolf.
"Okay, bye," he said quickly before running outside.
He sprinted in the direction of the noise, and found to his horror Jeff the Guide had been pounced, not by a werewolf, but by a... werefox?
Hayley had sprouted reddish-brown fur all along her skin, her nose had elongnated, and her teeth had grown and sharpened. She gave an almighty "GRAAHH!" and made to rake her claws into Jeff, however Sid ran forward and snapped at her with his Cool Whip.
"Get away from him!"
Thankfully Hayley in her werefox form must not have appreciated the cold very much, for she pounced forward and off Jeff, however she moved much faster than Sid was expecting and managed to slam right into him. He took massive damage and frantically drank a Healing Potion to restore it, but she just kept slashing at him.
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He tried batting her away and summoning some spiders to distract her, but she just tore her claws into their bodies and bit them in half.
"RAWGH! Roo! Danger! Me! Wraaaath!" she roared.
Suddenly her fox eyes rolled upwards into her head and she fell forward, revealing the Witch Doctor standing behind her, the end of his staff glowing with green energy.
"Emily the Nurse may help heal your body, but I can make you embody healing."
"Whew. Thank you," Sid said. "She was getting a bit out of hand."
He turned just in time to see a horde of Blood Zombies moving in, some Wandering Eyes swooping down.
Being on the receiving end of Hayley as a werefox had left Sid with little life left, and he physically felt like he was bleeding. He was going to have to run, but there were too many of them.
That was when a spray of bullets cut the incoming horde to shreds.
Sid turned, expecting to see Tony the Arms Dealer, but was surprised to instead find Red Beard the Pirate.
"Yarr, blarr, harrdarr!"
"How'd you get out of your cell?" Sid asked.
"Funny ye asked, arr! Somebody threw a yellow bomb wit' a smiley face on it in me cell, and it blew up the wall! I would've stayed put, yer see, cause I knew none o' me hearty crew would ever use such cartoonish explosives, but thar be zombies an' tha like swarmin' everywhere, so me thought I'd do my bit to drive them off. Ye can put me back in there once this be over, me laddie."
Sid was suddenly less worried about the Pirate's escape and more about whoever owned the yellow smiley-face bombs. Whoever they were had probably let the monsters in by blowing up the exterior wall somewhere, but even worse – they could destroy the village! William would be so mad!
Unless he's planning on rebuilding everything ag-
BOOM!
An explosion suddenly went off behind him, knocking Sid forward. He saw the Pirate flying through the air – he must've taken the brunt of the explosion – then landed on his side and laid still.
Sid spun around to find a literal Clown, dressed in an orange-and-purple outfit with green-dyed hair and face paint smeared all over his face. He stood on top of a large orange ball, rolling it forward.
"Hahahaha!" he cackled, as he held a set of chattering false teeth and threw it forward.
A fuse lit above it as it sailed through the air, and Sid instinctively jumped backwards, narrowly avoiding its explosion. He summoned forth spiders and blades to attack the Clown, but more of those Chattering Teeth Bombs were thrown forward. While they could be damaged and destroyed before exploding, most blew up before they got that far, taking out his minions in the explosion.
He decided to fly upwards, directly above the clown. From there, he summoned an array of blades around him and pointed them all at the Clown.
"Time to taste my knives, Ronald!" he called.
The blades all simultaneously shot downwards, swiftly slicing into the evil Clown and rending it of all its life. Upon its death all that remained were some coins and its large orange ball.
He landed next to the Pirate, who was just getting to his feet.
"Arr, we have a war to win, else our ship be sunk!"
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