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Post by Unter on Jan 10, 2019 10:17:13 GMT -8
The thing ran as quickly as it could, now. It screeched, unholy insults and implicit hand signs poured from her mouth and body, but it didn't slow down. Soon, it completely distanced the party. It was gone. For now.
More and more bones seemed to rattle outside now. But Salazar's old team work seemed to old. Barricaded doors held the tide of undead, buying precious minutes for the party. The time spent on destroying every single undead and dropping them in a disorderly pile outside seemed to be a good idea but... Something awful seemed to resonate outside. It was the sound of something enormous. Something big.
Something made of bones. It took time, but the energy of the crystal was enough to move every bones and sinew. The party would have to time to flee to tell the tale of what they saw. And how to retaliate.
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