Their firewood was low and conservation meant that this glow was their only source of light for the night. They crowded around it, laying down to rest under its soothing light. An orb rested between the tendrils, emitting the red glow. It was dark, oozing with a faint purple blood-like substance. Had they even felled one evil beast? Perhaps.Īs things calmed, they approached the glowing red obelisk. They slammed the door and barred it, throwing their bodies against the door as the monsters tried to break through. They ran as more fell, bodies consumed by the Darkness, before tumbling into the tall room with the red glow. The Heroes made a break for a faint red light glowing in a hall far back. Who shall be three?" He grasped at his victim's eyes and tore them from their sockets as he threw the body back into the fray, consuming his trophy as he slunk away once more to wait. He pulled the chains tight around his neck, twisting and smiling with joy. The Prophet dragged his chains along in the Darkness, hidden from sight and lashed out at his victim, Nakuzami. Some fell victim to their friends' own betrayals.
Some fell victim to the terrible plots of the Darkness. The Evils and Terrors pressed their advantage, striking alongside Heroes to end the lives of the weak. The Heroes scraped their swords upon flesh. Death waits for the slightest lapse in judgment.
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