[b]ooc:[/b] is it time to head in?
[b]Time:[/b] late afternoon near dusk
[b]Weather:[/b] Cold but not freezing
[b]Mentions: [/b] [@Tellussoil][@CorvianMERCDB][@Karcen][@Lulidew]
[b]music: [/b] 
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k4zh8RwhjZ0&list=RDk4zh8RwhjZ0&start_radio=1
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Xune’s casting completes and the blast rolls out in full, soul flame flooding the area in a wide surge and consuming everything within range. The remaining undead are burned down to nothing and the ground is torn up and scorched, loose earth blasted aside and blackened where the fire passes. The few firbolgs still within the field are caught in it as well, those too slow to escape consumed along with the rest. [color=ed1c24](murderer title)[/color]

The party remains standing within the blast as the soul shields take the full impact, flaring and cracking under the strain as the force pushes through them. The pyramid remains unaffected, its surface unchanged as the energy washes over it. As the blast fades, its conduits flare and it draws in what is left behind, pulling in lingering soul fire, necrotic residue, barriers, and stray magic until nothing remains. The pull does not reach the living this time, and no new undead emerge. The pyramid goes still with its entrance open, holding in a dormant state.


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[img]https://i.imgur.com/RYpv0nP.png[/img]
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