[X] Dad and Lydia can deal with the rest of the cultists, you can unhook these people from the apparatus
-[X]Ziptie/restrain disabled cultists
-[X]Unhook seniors and get them upstairs through the hole in the basement floor, then move the restrained cultists
-[X]Crown of Eyes:Tank: Do the seals/magics/bindings on Iku Turso's prison need strengthening or replacement? -1 Essence
-[X]Crown of Eyes: Dead sorcerer: Identities of Pathfinders membership. -1 Essence
-[X]Tool Constructs: Contain and loot gossamer and Raksha parts. The robot arm that was manipulating gossamer is good base material for a container. -1WP
-[X]STUNT: You exhale, and look over your companions."A little bruised, but Im fine.Lydia? Any injury?" At her shake of her head you look over to your dad, and he's already shaking his head. "Im fine." He hesitates, then continues. "You are....flying." You look down, and the floor is a full yard below your feet. An effort of will, and you ascend a couple more feet. You firmly restrain your urge to squee, and manage to speak in a halfway normal voice. "Huh. Thats new." Focus.With an effort you bring your attention back."Okay. I'll get the old people out of those things, and through the" you gesture at the hole in the basement roof. "And clean up this floating stuff; its too magic to leave it lying around." Looking over the disabled cultists, you remark. "Dr Niemi isnt here. Dad, I hate to sugggest this, but you and Lydia better get after the rest of them, before someone gets the bright idea of setting off the gas mains to cover an escape." At Lydia's appalled look, you shrug."I saw that on TV once. Better not to give them time to improvise.Wait." You fumble out your phone onehanded. "Didi, swap cellphones with me.If you run into stuff mine will let me know where you are."
[X] Get the victims out of here ASAP
-[X] Use the Crown of Eyes on the tank to ask where the Raksha has fled to
-[X] Summon Tool Transcending Constructs to collect Gossamer
-[X] Use Excellency (Leadership) to get old confused people to trust and follow you without fear
-[X] Stunt: You move towards the still bound prisoners, propelled over the floor by forces unseen, spilled water rippling around you. Your anima moves with you:
--[X] Stunt: Eyes of your soul focus on the cracks through which the monster emerging, the question clear in your mind: "Where has my foe fled? Is it back in its prison, bound, or is it running away, free at last?".
-[X] Stunt: It is with a voice fit to sound from on high, the authority not meant to be questioned you tell the prisoners: "Be not afraid!". This is a phrase that you'll be repeating time and again, as with supernatural speed you move from one prisoner to another, and then, from door to door, freeing everyone from this hell, your father and companion helping to herd the confused elders.
