The pile of clothing promptly collapsed, no longer under whatever magical or mechanical ability gave it sentience.
The Dark One, confused, slowly walked up and nudged the coats with his foot. "What? What was the point? How was this supposed to kill me? How did you even do this?" he asked the halfling.
"Oh god, help me, I haven't eaten in months." the halfling moaned.
"That just raises even more questions!" the Dark One yelled! He threw his hands up in the air, turned to storm back towards his throne, and tripped over a limp sleeve, impaling himself on a decorative spike.
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Reply to [WP] "You fool!" cackled the Dark One, "No man can kill me!" "But I am no man!" bellowed the hero, as he unhinged his jaw. A grotesque sound filled the hall as they hacked up impossibly large balls of cloth. Unfurling, they stand and announce "For we are actually three trench coats in a halfling!" by Breadinator
The pile of clothing promptly collapsed, no longer under whatever magical or mechanical ability gave it sentience.
The Dark One, confused, slowly walked up and nudged the coats with his foot. "What? What was the point? How was this supposed to kill me? How did you even do this?" he asked the halfling.
"Oh god, help me, I haven't eaten in months." the halfling moaned.
"That just raises even more questions!" the Dark One yelled! He threw his hands up in the air, turned to storm back towards his throne, and tripped over a limp sleeve, impaling himself on a decorative spike.