Our plan didn't go exactly to plan.
We were on top of the roof, with something obviously on the other side of the door. Charity open the door, I cast my spell, and both Charity and Allagahan tried to attack what turned out to be a large demon. This didn't work well so Cordellia dropped a large lump of molten rock on it. Presumably from the surrounding area.
As my spell had worked we needed to move quickly. Typically, I was the only one with enough intelligence to check that our guns did actually work here. They didn't, and this was really going to cause us problems. It was just as well that I tried as we would have been in an even worse state if we'd through they were going to.
We descended the stairs into a large room, killed the small demons present, and then came across a large, unopenable door. Presumably it was barred.
Both Charity and Allagahan went cross-eyed at this point, with just me to protect them if anything went wrong. Cordellia was wandering around with a cup of coffee in some unhelpful way.
Allagahan had made some holes in the door, and I could just see through it. There were demons moving around and apparently fighting each other.
Finally things went really wrong. Charity came back, but Allagahan collapsed. The door burst open, and were were overwhelmed.
My calls to retreat were ignored until it was almost too late, and I had to resort to some extreme shapeshifting to try to save myself, never mind everyone else.
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