final trial

[arsholes]

[After a harrowing couple of hours, some illuminating discoveries, a couple of new allies, and a couple of new injuries, eventually Garfield's warning comes to mind. Shit's popping off. And now that you've got all of the ritual components (minus the hammer which, well, you have its owner), it might be time to return to the trial room and see if you can do something about it.

Reconvene in the Great Hall and make your way upstairs.]

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[sunshade]

[ Patchouli shifts her grimoire to one hand, and pulls an interesting-looking device out from her capelet. ]

I'm tired of hearing you run your mouth, you oversized deposit of calcium. This is for everyone you've taken from us in this wretched mockery of magic!

[ The octagonal block in her hand begins to glow. Five large crystals form around Patchouli--red, blue, green, orange, yellow. ]

Fire, Water, Wood, Metal & Earth Sign "Philosopher's Stone"!

[ The elements flood out from the crystals, a raging fire, a torrent of water, tangling tree vines, a flurry of swords, and a cavalcade of boulders materializing and charging. The Mini-Hakkero does its job--the fire crystal burns particularly hot, rages particularly fiercely, its flames dyeing blue from the concentrated heat. ]