Sword and Shield Maze (Mag/Cloud)

He unleashed a freezing Spin Attack as the one tried to -- quite literally -- take out a massive chunk of his armor. Noticing the smell increase rather harshly, he turned and saw what Kalvar was talking about. "Gods," he looked up, "damn it." He locked eyes... or rather, would, if the Gibdo and its cohorts had eyes. He shot an intimidating glower at it; not expecting any kind of reaction, he walked over to them, rather expectant for one of them to unleash another scream -- or not, if he could help it.

As he drew closer, they grew louder, louder, louder. Their moans and shuffling grew to insane levels; it was driving Julius mad, one could say, so once he finally got in a position where he could easily take out the majority of them, he assumed the position that one would take immediately prior to a Spin Attack, and waited. Waiting, waiting, waiting... Once they all surrounded him, he unleashed it; tearing the Gibdo apart easily. As their corpses hit the floor, they vanished in flame; Julius was half expecting to hear the sounds of bars sliding across a door.

Not hearing the sound, he looked around. Several piles of bandages lay across the room. He looked to where Kalvar was. "I could have made that a thousand times easier if I had thought to use more of my arsenal, oh my god." Julius bent over, before collapsing onto the floor. "Leave me be to revel in my sins." All he could think of was of how stupid he was; but, in old age, that was to be expected. How could he expect to remember the, frankly, massive amounts of items he'd had in his Adventure Pouch?

Frankly, he couldn't.

Picking himself up off the frost-covered floor, he continued to walk where the path led. "Kalvar, remember to use every tool in your arsenal effective, please. I could have used my boomerang, bombs, and a million other treasures to effectively dispatch them, but I didn't. I guess my old age is finally catching up with me, heh." He cast his eyes over the frosted walls; if a Chilfos, or some other creature, happened to burst out of the walls, he'd know.

He nodded, and walked a bit before saying, "You do not know what it means to be old. To be old is to fear death, or accept it, as it will, eventually, come for you. With all the dungeon delving, exploration of ruins, and general investigation -- often times deadly -- death will claim me quicker than most. I am not the young, bright-eyed youth I once was; no, instead I am an old, worn out veteran." He cast his gaze to the walls, wary of anything that should pop out. "Regardless, there is much and more information that I've yet to pass on to anyone, and I fear it will claim me well before I've the opportunity to find someone willing to learn the art of weaponsmithing, but I digress."

The major thing Julius was trying to get at was that, regardless of how successful you were, death eventually came for you, regardless of success. Even with limited immortality, he knew that they could still be slain in battle; he'd seen as much when Lucia died right in front of him. "Regardless of whatever form of immortality you have, unless it is absolute, death will still, eventually, claim you; unless you live quietly, in some rural village. But," he continued walking, "even then, bandits will claim you."

He motioned for Kalvar to stop. Summoning another flying eyeball, he scouted further ahead. Turning and twisting through the many sharp edges, until it eventually reached the maze's end. "Hm. Guess we've progressed rather quickly, no?" He refocused, seeing a gigantic freezard blocks their way out -- and presumably -- to the key they needed to access what he could only presume to be the fire side of the dungeon. "Well, that's problematic. There is apparently a freezard -- and quite a large one at that -- blocking our path, and..." his keese looked around some more, before spotting a cannon, frozen over (of course), sitting in the corner of the room. "Well, there's good and bad news-- the good news is that there is a cannon. The bad news is that it is, of course, frozen over."

Julius watched this event unfold, doubt never leaving his mind. "Okay," he mumbled, clearly watching Kalvar waste his time.

"Well, no time like the present, eh?" He commented to no one in particular. It was almost like he was supposed to have had someone there -- a partner, even -- but those events were difficult to remember. He vaguely remembered the colour pink, as if to spark some memories. Light green? Who knew.

He remembered he had a supply of Armor Seeds, unsurprisingly. How had he forgotten this? Who knew. Maybe his old age was getting to him. Taking one from his Adventure Pouch (he had these all in separate containers, don't worry), he swallowed a seed whole. Feeling his skin grow... thicker, strangely, it seemed to have taken enough of an effect. Good.

Without further ado, he began planting bombs around the ice. The chances that it would strike the cannon seemed low to Julius, and it was better than kicking the ice for perhaps all eternity. After he'd planted enough ticking time bombs, he dropped to the floor, allowing the explosives to do their trick.

Luckily, he'd also had the foresight to buy a Bombproof Ring, which meant any damage he'd already dealt to himself was minimal. He looked over to the cannon. Apart from it still being, well... stuck, it wasn't completely stuck! Only the backend. Getting up, he forced the cannon to be operable. "Cannon's free!" He yelled. As Kalvar moved behind, he loaded a bomb into it.

"Five!" He looked into the Freezard's many eyes. Why did it have so many? What kind of beast was so fierce it forced a pretty much stuck-in-place creature to evolve so many eyes?

"Four!" He smiled underneath his helmet. Regardless, it was going to be blown to bits, smithereens, another adjective for tiny fragments. This was going to bring him joy.

"Three!" He continued smiling, before pulling the string. The explosive was launched, with enough force to pretty much obliterate any person -- it is important to note that the Freezard was not a person in the traditional sense -- to bits. This included the Freezard. "Gods, YES!" Julius screamed, as if mid-orgasm. "God, I need one of these. Anyways, good job distracting the Freezard, Kalvar," he commented as he came down.