Montgomery flicks her eyes up and down.

"Took you long enough."

"The roof collapsed. Twice."

"I suppose."

"You certainly look beat up. Not the shortest shortcut in the world."

After a minute he recovers and tries to remember what they're doing. He's with -- Zoe, right, right. He can go with Zoe.

Zoe puts a hand on Oswald's shoulder and guides him to the side of the room.

Montgomery looks dismissively at Oswald, crosses herself with holy water, and begins to chant.

"Ia, Yog-Sothoth! Ia, Shub-Niggurath! Ia, Gol-Goroth! Ia, Cthulhu! Ia, Dagon! Ia, Azathoth!"

Zoe stations herself and Oswald at the room's entrance, alert to anyone approaching.

Oswald presses a hand against his neck in an attempt to take any actions that relate to the horrible sensation in his throat and also the rest of him.

The Mouth seems to notice that someone is trying to banish it! It spits a mouthful of Nectar at Mordred.

Mordred doesn't manage to dodge being spat at but he does cover his face. He does not stop chanting.

He tastes something in his mouth. It is the sweetest and most delicious thing he has ever tasted. It's all over his hands but there's no rush of competence.

Not entirely sure how to guard against the Mouth itself, Zoe holds her shotgun at the ready and steels herself to shoot if anyone comes.

The Mouth does not approve of this!

Its tongue snakes out and it captures Montgomery in its grip.

He presses down hard enough on his throat to drown out some of the intense panic until suddenly it protests and he finds himself hyperventilating instead and -- nonononono he's supposed to be doing something he's supposed to be keeping things from happening, he rushes forward with intent to stop this and discovers that everything is a swirling kaleidoscope of danger--

Montgomery shoves at the tongue.

She shoves completely uselessly. It drags her closer and closer to it.

She determinedly keeps chanting.

He keeps chanting and grabs Montgomery's wrist and keeps chanting and--

Okay there is a more immediate threat and this may not help but there's not much else she can do. Zoe aims ABOVE Montgomery at the Mouth and fires her shotgun.

The bullet connects and the Mouth snarls, a horrible alien sound; Nectar drips from its tongue like blood. It drops Montgomery, who keeps chanting without even losing a breath.

And it begins to hiss in the Tongue of Lies, at Oswald: Lacie is waiting for you. Lacie loves you. You have abandoned her.

He is already panicking and hyperventilating and not processing anything around him and it cuts through all that like a pounding in his head and he feels like he's suddenly drowning in an ocean of despair and then, shortly after, he collapses into the knee-deep pool of Nectar they're standing in and is slightly more literally -- 

He'll pull Oswald upwards so he doesn't literally drown in nectar and keep chanting and then move back within grabbing distance of Montgomery and keep chanting and--

(When this is over, when, not if, he's going to ask her what Portia was like, and how you pronounce the tongue of lies correctly, and she's going to have space and time and freedom, and Mordred's going to go home to Gale and say 'see we didn't need you to die, we did this without you dying, the war isn't over but on some scale we won,' and--)

Oh good Mordred got him. Zoe gets ready to shoot the tongue more if it tries anything else, and keeps an eye down the hallway in case the gunshot or inhuman snarls attract any attention.

The Mouth reconsiders its plans. Clearly, Montgomery isn't the biggest threat here. If it deals with Zoe it will be able to deal with Montgomery at its leisure.

It flicks its tongue out and grabs Zoe.

Good, the expendable girl is distracting the Mouth.

Chanting. 

Mordred can react to-- all of this-- when this is over. Right now what he needs to be doing is chanting. And he doesn't have a ranged weapon and isn't close enough to Zoe to do much of anything helpful but he reaches out for her too.

Zoe shoots the mouth for trying things. If she can do that while dodging out of the way, so much the better.