Temple of Time (TP) - Tsu and Squish - FINISHED

"Are you really that dumb? First you insult me and then you expect me to compliment you? I can only hope you're joking and not acutally that stupid..." Idris said, raising an eyebrow at the archaeologist above him. "Your knowledge on ruins might be more than mine, but I sincerely doubt your intelligence. Also, you're not pretty. I've seen better." If she was going to do this the hard way, so was he.

"Don't worry, I can fix this by myself."

He walked over to the spider pit, shuddering inwardly at the horde of tiny creatures running around. But he had to do this, he was not going to give in to that little pest of an archaeologist.
Luckily, the statue wasn't far from the stairs of the pit. The main problem was getting the spider away. While they didn't pose a very big danger, they probably had a nasty and painful bite.

Idris walked over to the set of stairs forming the entry of the pit, and carefully stood on the last step, just out of reach of the spiders, waiting for one to come close. When one did, he set it on fire with a spark spell, and it started to run around, lighting others on fire and chasing those not on fire away from it. Idris stepped into the pit, a small flame still burning in his hand to ward off any spiders that still had the courage to come close.

He retrieved the statues, and managed to get it back on the switch without losing any limbs, much to his relief, and got to the same level as Terra.

"See? I don't need you."

Idris ignored all the taunts, simply glaring at Terra.

"I am not interested in any physical relationship whatsoever, whereas you on the other hand, seem to be quite frustrated with the issue."

He stayed out of the way while Terra disposed of the statues. One hit of those things and he'd have to be sent back home in a box labelled "Assembly Required". He knew better than to get in their way, he was lucky the archaeologist was so reckless. The comment about his magic irked him a little though.

"Says you, using statues to do your work. My spells are the result of studying ever since I could read. I can hardly see you do the same. Now, shall we continue?"

Idris snorted at Terra's remark. 

"I'm glad I'm not your Mr. Right, else I'd have to disappoint you. I am not interested in anyone whatsoever. And especially not you."

He ignored her taunt about his fighting style, two monsters storming at you didn't really require any complex tactics. It rather seemed the magic power was wasted on the woman, seeing she only loved to brag about it and belittle Idris with it. 
But he'd get back on that later. 

First they had to deal with the darknut. Idris had nearly bumped into Terra when she suddenly stopped, staring at something in front of them. He raised his eyebrow in a questioning manner when he heard her request.

"Oh, so now we're faced with a monster of massive destruction, I'm suddenly good enough for you? Do you really expect me to put your constant stream of insults and abuse behind me simply because, oh boo hoo, there's a big scary monster in our way? Forget it. You said my magic was wasted on me, which means you can solve this by yourself perfectly fine." Idris knew it was madness to let her face the Darknut alone, but his pride got the better of him, as did his anger with her.

"Just try not to get ripped into too man-" But he didn't get to finish his sentence as the Darknut had suddenly slammed his sword between the two, missing them by a hair's width.

"Is it really?" Idris asked, raising an eyebrow. " Compared to that sword of his your pick is simply a twig!" He yelled, jumping out of the way of another swing of the darknut's sword.

"What the hell do you suggest we do?! I don't even carry weapons!" Another swing, this time Idris was too late to step out its way and it left a huge gash in his arm. He winced, clutching the bleeding arm and trying to stumble backwards from the darknut. Then he got an idea.

"I think I have an idea!" He headed over to Terra, distracting the Darknut with an ice-spell to the face. "Look, if you can keep it busy for a moment, I could try to stun him with a thunder-spell, and then we could try hitting it at the same time. That must do at least some damage." Meanwhile, the darknut had freed his face out of the ice and whipped around, trying to locate his targets.

"Oh, one last thing. Could I borrow that mace-like wand you had earlier? I'll need something to hit him with, seeing I don't have any weapons."

Idris gripped the rod tightly in his hands, making a few swings with it to try it out and ran out of the way when the darknut crashed into Terra.

"Hold on! Just keep him busy for a few seconds!" Idris shouted, taking a few steps back so he was well away from the monster. He tucked the rod in his belt, set his feet apart and held his hands out, concentrating on the spell.
If only Terra could keep the creature busy for long enough...

The few seconds needed for the spell seemed like hours, finally Idris' hands began glowing and releasing small sparks. Right before he released the spell the darknut had tossed Terra aside and came right at Idris.

"Take this!" The darknut got the full hit by the thunder, rendering him stunned. Immediately Idris gripped the rod from his belt, standing ready to strike.

"This might be the only chance we've got!" He shouted at Terra. "We'll attack on the count of three! One... Two... THREE!" And he ran forward, straight at the darknut, ready to attack.

Idris dashed forward and stabbed the Darknut in the chest with the rod, followed by a hard strike to the head. The Darknut staggered backwards, dazed from the blow, giving Idris another chance to strike with a thunder spell.

He ignored Terra for the moment, the Darknut was busy to regain its senses and this was very likely Idris' only chance to strike. He charged up the spell, and shouted to get the Darknut's attention.

"Hey you! EAT THIS!" The thunder hit the Darknut square in the chest, sending him crashing into- no, through the wall, where he lay still. Very still.

"Ow! Heck!" Suddenly a sharp pain shot through Idris' hands, and he tucked them under his arms after briefly inspecting them. Small blisters, burns and scrapes had begun forming on his hands from using the thunder spell so much. In the future, he'd better be careful with using it.

He walked over to Terra, who had gotten quite a nasty wound from the Darknut. "You alright?" He asked. "That wounds looks pretty bad... I'd offer you a hand to help you up, but I think my hands can't take that at the moment..." He showed her his burnt and scraped hands. "Victory comes at a price."

"That was necessary. There was no other way we could've killed it." Truth be told, Idris still wasn't sure whether the Darknut had been killed or not. He eyed the body suspiciously as he came closer to the wall, refusing to turn his back to it, should it suddenly rise and attack him.

The room beyond the wall was a small one, housing nothing, save for a statue of a figure wielding a hammer, a small flight of steps and some sort of altar. A large piece of debris from the wall had fallen on top of the altar and cracked the slab on top of it, revealing what was inside. Idris sauntered over to it, moving some rock away with his foot, not quite daring to pick up something heavy with his hands yet. Then, he could make out something shiny. He shoved the last piece of rock aside with his elbow, and picked the shiny object up. It was a metal rod or wand of some sorts.

'...What's this?'

He dusted it off, rubbing it with his sleeve and inspected it. It seemed to be in good condition, although it could do with some polishing. Could this be the treasure he had read about?

Idris had been too busy inspecting and waving around the rod to see the Darknut rising behind him and getting ready to strike. Just as the Darknut raised his sword, ready for a fatal blow to Idris' head, the Hylian whipped the rod around, connecting with the statue in the corner, which came to life.

And slammed its hammer straight on the Darknut, flattening it with a horrible crushing sound.

“I told you to stop calling me that.” Idris replied with a sneer. He really had to come up with some witty nickname for the woman soon. Now the rampaging monster was out of the way, maybe he could put his mind to it to find some equally stupid nickname for her.

“What? If I hadn’t wrecked the room, like you say, we would be dead. You could show
some gratitude for me saving us.”

He watched Terra walk over to the wall and inspect the engravings, when he noticed she went very quiet. Idris watched her intently, trying to judge her reaction when it struck him. He rolled his eyes, not sure how to react.

“Oh god, you’re not crying are you?”

“I… I didn’t know.” Idris hesitated, not sure what to do or what to say. Somewhere in his mind a little voice told him he should say he was sorry, but another voice told him he should ignore it, why should he be nice to the woman, seeing how she was to him?

He huffed, shrugged and walked over to Terra. He brushed his fingers over the murals, trying to decipher the words. He had been learned the basics of ancient Hylian long ago, when he had been tutored by that senile old man, but most the knowledge had sunk to the back of his mind over the years.

“Well, we can say for sure he’s been in here. But… well, I don’t like to mention it, but I don’t think he’d have survived in here. Why don’t you study the murals for some more clues, and I’ll try to find a way out of here. Perhaps your father has already found his way out and is somewhere in the deeper parts of the temple.”

He walked around the room, scanning it for any form of mechanism that could possibly open the door.

Idris had been walking around the room, trying to find a way out, when he suddenly noticed one of the statues in the sideroom. It was standing less close to the wall, as if something had moved it.
He looked over his dominion rod, then back at the statue.

“I’d say…” He started, swinging the rod at the statue and seeing it come to life, following his every move. He took a few steps backwards, making the statue walk into the room, and walked it over to the door. Then he swung his arm back, watching as the statue brought its arm back, and made a swinging motion with the rod, as if striking something with a hammer. The statue followed suit, and with a loud, crumbling sound its arm crashed into the door, effectively making a way out.

“It’s looking pretty good.” Idris said with a smirk. “I’ve made us a way out.”

He stepped over the remains of the door.

“So what’s this Gnarled Root dungeon? Is it close to here?”