[center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjE1OC4wMDAwMDAuUVhKdVlXRnJkWE0sLjM,/pure-evil-2.regular.png[/img][/center] [indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=black][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Dungeon, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color] [hr] So this was it. The silver-haired healer hadn’t seen it coming and it was entirely his fault. He was trapped while the rest of his friends screamed and scrambled. He was cold as he tried to use what was left of his magic to sustain himself long enough. Long enough for Kazuki and the others to get here. Maybe… maybe they could pull him off the jagged piece of rock and they’d all rejoin Aaginim and the others and they’d all, save for Atlas, come out of this dungeon with their heads held high. He laughed at the thought, coughing up more of his blood as he did so. What a bizarre thought. But he wasn’t sure how much he had left in him and he knew once he passed out he wouldn’t wake up this time. He had been terrified before. He thought back to his older brother’s cancer diagnosis and how the world for the first time didn’t make sense. It was what made him jump to Med School. But now he was going to never get a chance to even do his internship. That was just his luck. He thought to Luci and the others. He had failed them and now they didn’t have anyone to heal them in the face of whatever… that thing was. His hand shuffled into his pocket, retrieving a copper key and gripping it with his hands. He was out of magical energy; out of energy in general. His vision began to get blurry and soon the darkness took to him. That’s when he heard footsteps coming toward him and the room he had been thrown out of. By the time the group would find him he would be gone. And Enos wasn't coming back this time. [color=2E2C2C]- -[/color] [color=gray][sub][right][color=white][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Dungeon, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color] [hr] After the chasm had been goblins. Creatures they had not fought since the beginning of the dungeon, all grouped around a larger goblin, a hobgoblin. The battle didn’t take much of the group’s time. Goblin’s were fast and sneaky, but outside of sheer numbers were generally easy to deal with. The group had good reflexes and the more melee capable fighters of the group relished in doing massive damage to the thirty-or-so goblins that laid in their path to get to the final room of the dungeon. Kalie’s scythe made short work of the goblin’s leftmost horde and a combination of Rael and Graves made short work of the right. Alja at the center took the core of the goblins on before initiating one-on-one combat with the hob. The goblins had been guarding a treasure chest lined with various items; four [abbr=around 100 coins per each bag]bags of ancient gold coins[/abbr], a few artifacts that were unidentified, unmarked potions filled with strange liquid, bundles of arrows, and a silver ring with runic inscriptions on it. Benkei made sure they collected what they could quickly, deciding that divvying things up was a waste of time given the severity of the dungeon. That’s when they left the room and moved toward the final room. Benkei would be the first person to see it. The large opened giant doors, the sound of fighting inside. [color=98A9B1]“Hey, there’s something up ahead.”[/color] Benkei’s voice uttered as the group approached the giant, open door of the final room. His voice nearly cracked when he finally reached the base of the door and the adjacent jagged rock formation. [color=98A9B1]“Oh no.”[/color] As the body of Enos, impaled on a rock formation, caught everyone's attention their eyes immediately snapped to the room after a few moments of silence. A sharp, desperate scream filled the air. It was Luci’s. [center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_iX5pnGlG8[/youtube][/center] As Alja rushed in at the sound of Luci’s voice, that’s when she saw it. A giant [i][url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/267017499621588992/474776520208941056/0fc28670757d438e809940edf4e0ce73.png]demon[/url][/i], taller than an ogre and so much more frightening as it held Aaginim in its hand, his armor reduced to that of a crushed tin can. Blood dripping from the monsters claws. It’s yellow, soulless eyes met her own and it bellowed out one word in a booming monotone as it tossed the corpse of Aaginim aside as it redirected its attention on her. [i][b][color=A2C956]“Fooooooooood.”[/color][/b][/i] The other members stood in various corners of the room as Luci befallen with grief rushed to Aaginim, retrieving one of her potions in hopes it’d revive him. Priscilica was passed out in the corner as smoke fumed from her staff. Siegfried stood in a defensive position in front of his sister. Atlas wasn’t present from what anyone could see if they were looking for him. Leaves was arched up high, on a wooden platform trying to shoot the creature but all her arrows seemed to do was bounce off the creature’s armor-like body. It was here that it reached out for Alja intending to grab ahold of her like he had done with Aaginim. This was Arnaakus. And he was [i]hungry.[/i] [/indent] [/indent][/indent]