“ You!” he cried, spittle foaming at his mouth. Vladen Gis lifted the veil of Invisibility and revealed his face, the parchment-like skin stretched taut across his skull.Īrgus turned at the sound of the archmage’s voice, the same voice that had haunted his every sleeping moment since the Fall of the Bloodstone Keep.
The wall behind him disintegrated into dust and broken stone, crumbling in seconds. “Get down!” Rhal shouted before diving to one side, narrowly avoiding the sickly green energy that flew from the archmage’s outstretched finger. “What creatures and beasties have wandered their way into my web? More sacrifices? I do so appreciate when they present themselves for the taking!” What’s he waiting for?”Ī thin, reedy voice echoed through the chamber, the sound strained and sickly. But everything has been prepared,” he said, his voice grim.Įamon and Ferrus stepped gingerly through the archway, remaining near the entrance, as the green flame licked up Eamon’s longsword. Rhal walked up the steps leading to the pool. “Has he started the ritual yet?” she asked, turning to the wizard. “I see no hidden door, nor alcove for the mage to hide,” Petra said, scanning the room, her holy book casting a radiant light for a dozen feet around her. Petra and Rhal entered next at a run, taking in the pool at the top of the stairs and the slow burning brazier beside it. “Where are you hiding?! I have come for my vengeance and I will not be denied!”
“Vladen Gis!” Argus yelled, his voice booming throughout the antechamber. The Minotaur rushed into the antechamber, the heavy maul sparking flame and fire as he charged.
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