The Psionic Node on the rocky platform suddenly flickered with sparks of psionic energy, as though it had malfunctioned.
The saclike building shuddered violently. Some of its openings sealed shut, while the whole structure swelled like a living creature.
The mind flayers in the mine froze in place. Their tentacles writhed, and psionic light flared in their eyes, as though they were trying to connect to the nearby Psionic Node.
The hobgoblins gathered around them broke free of Mind Control.
They looked around blankly, only to recoil at the sight of so many of their own kind crowded together.
A goblin nearby was bumped by a companion who had jumped in fright. It staggered backward into someone behind it, setting off a chain of commotion.
The orderly ranks instantly dissolved into chaos, with shoving and curses erupting everywhere.
Then one of the hobgoblins suddenly came to its senses, swung its pickaxe, and smashed it straight into the nearest mind flayer's face!
That blow was like a spark in a powder keg. Battle erupted instantly!
The mind flayers reacted swiftly. As soon as they realized their slaves were out of control, Mind Blasts erupted one after another. Telekinetic spells unleashed at close range hurled more than a dozen greenskins into the air before slamming them back down.
Renato landed lightly under the effects of Feather Fall, his boots touching the loose stones with a faint scraping sound.
Beside him, Tristana raised her holy symbol, and a familiar pale purple glow wreathed her body.
Lolth's blessing brought the invigorating sensation of swelling muscles and a surging urge to kill.
This time, Renato no longer resisted that savage impulse. He gave himself over to the bloodlust and charged into battle!
Several hobgoblins driven mad by prolonged psionic hypnosis roared and lunged at him,