Last Alchemist
You seize a nearby vial labeled "fire-resistant solution" and smash it onto the workbench, igniting a protective wall of flames between you and the intruder. As they recoil from the sudden blaze, you swiftly assess your surroundings for any tools or objects that might help you secure an advantage or plan your next move.You step closer to the blazing fire, letting its light dance across your face as you address the figure. "You’ve come a long way for this," you state firmly, your voice cutting through the crackle of burning wood. "Speak now, or let the fire decide your fate." The figure freezes, caught between the heat and your unwavering gaze.You keep your hands visible and steady, your tone calm but firm. "Listen, we can avoid unnecessary conflict," you offer, your voice carrying over the flickering flames. "If there's a purpose to your presence, let's figure it out together—but one wrong step, and this fire will settle things for us."You snatch a scorched tool from the workbench and hurl it into the corner, its metallic clang reverberating through the smoky room. “I’m done here!” you yell, using the distraction to slip into the shadows and circle back, preparing to catch the intruder off guard as they investigate the commotion.