[And with that, Mephisto decides he needs to meet this crazy old man. But first--]
[It's taking a very strong, concentrated effort not to cackle at the sight of the guards sliding around -- made funnier as the ones who fell previously try and stand too quickly, only to be knocked back down by their flailing comrades like something out of a Three Stooges short. Such competency, such grace...]
[But what would be funnier still? How about if a nearly rope (which was conveniently placed by whoever left that barrel of water behind for similar just-because reasons) suddenly shot out and stretched across the ground at just above ankle-level, finishing the job of knocking down the remaining guards. But before any of them have the chance to recover, the rope swings around here and there, knotting their legs together in some kind of bizarre chain-gang situation.]
[They're gonna start calling in reinforcements at this rate! All over one little old man... how embarrassing.]
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[It's taking a very strong, concentrated effort not to cackle at the sight of the guards sliding around -- made funnier as the ones who fell previously try and stand too quickly, only to be knocked back down by their flailing comrades like something out of a Three Stooges short. Such competency, such grace...]
[But what would be funnier still? How about if a nearly rope (which was conveniently placed by whoever left that barrel of water behind for similar just-because reasons) suddenly shot out and stretched across the ground at just above ankle-level, finishing the job of knocking down the remaining guards. But before any of them have the chance to recover, the rope swings around here and there, knotting their legs together in some kind of bizarre chain-gang situation.]
[They're gonna start calling in reinforcements at this rate! All over one little old man... how embarrassing.]