It didn’t take more than two seconds for the mushroom grew to full size, at least seven feet tall, bigger than the horses they came here on. Krugor chuckled as he saw the surprised face of both the Elves and the skeletons. There times when he grateful that he had met Talidus, and this was one of those moments.

“Noooo! Take them down now!” Warren suddenly cried out as he came running into the room through the main entrance.

The Master Chef knew that Warren was the only in the room who knew what the giant mushroom meant. Having watched the Cell the sculptor realised what the thing could do. And it was for the first time since they’d met that Krugor saw a hint of desperation on the man’s face.

“Oh my god, this is unbelievable!” Sidrall said while shaking his head. A part of him had thought that Krugor was sweetening his story up a bit when he told him of his spell, but this even surpassed his wildest dreams. Never in his life had he seen such a big mushroom.

“Alright people, get on quickly!” Krugor said when he realised that the skeletons were regaining their focus and charged again. There were only 5 Bladesinger’s remaining, including High Elven officer Sidrall, but it was still a bit tough to get them all on the mushroom. Not only were they being attacked while doing so, the mushroom also kept bouncing a bit. It wanted to go, to charge into some unknowing clay man. That was the spell’s original intent, but Krugor had attempted to use it for something completely different.

The Elves that had managed to climb on top of the 7 feet high mushroom quickly readied their bows and cleared a path around the thing, giving the other some more room to get on. Sidrall and Krugor were the only ones left standing after a while;

“Sidrall! Get on now!”

‘No way! I’m the highest in rank here, I need to go last. This was your plan, you go first!”

“Damn you, stubborn Elf!”

The Elf was now fighting with both his sword and a small dagger, taking on three skeletons at once at a certain point. It wasn’t an easy task, for he was getting extremely tired and couldn’t quite see straight anymore. Several wounds and cuts were showing all across his face and arms, and his valuable cloak had been torn in half. The man didn’t knew what happened when he suddenly felt a hand grabbing him by the collar.

“Now you know how that feels!” Krugor said jokingly before he pulled the Elven officer onto the mushroom. Without hesitation it shot into gear and smacked into the thick layer of skeletons in front of it.

“This sucks…”

Warren couldn’t say anything other than that when he felt the rubbery mushroom charging over him. The big fungus, ridden by a team of Elves and an undead made it’s way through all the skeletons, over Warren the Warlock and through the vacant hallways, moving at the speed of an arrow.