I'm inside the tomb. I've been following two people for a couple of minutes
now. One guy is dressed in a black robe while the other looks like some
sort of penniless hobo. They're entering a huge room of some sort, and the
guy in the robe is screaming for some reason. This guy is weird. Now, he's
just moving on like nothing happened.
I can see Tal Rasha. He is bound to some sort of pillar with symbols all over it. It seems that flames are everywhere due to the battle between Tal Rasha and Baal. The guy in the cloak is moving forward, and is trying to pull out the stone. I'm going to close up now. I've got to stop him!
The archangel Tyreal lashed out with on of the tentacles on his back, grabbed the guy in the black robes' wrist, and said in an echoing deep voice," Stop! The creature contained herein shall not be released. Not even by you." The stranger lunged at Tyreal, and started to beat him to a pulp. I had to do something, so I ran in, and swung my sword with all my might to knock the man off Tyreal.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Indeed. I'll deal with him. You find somewhere to hide until it's over. This could get messy"
"I'm not going to..."
"Go!" he screamed. How could I argue with an angel? Especially in a time like this. I retreated back near the entrance, and leaned against the stone frame, crossing my arms. A few minutes later, I noticed the hobo crossing the bridge to where Tal Rasha was suspended. He placed his hand on the stone imbedded in the demon's chest, and started to pull. I yelled for Tyreal's attention, but there was no way for him to get there in time. I had to help. I ran at the hobo, intending to knock him away, but, just as I got there, the stone came free. Tal Rasha, or should I say, Tal Rasha/ Baal, broke the bonds, and batted me away through a wall. Tyreal knew that Baal had been freed, and tried to fight them both. But, even he could not stand against such odds for long. His sword was yanked from his hands by one Tal Rasha/ Baal's tentacles, leaving him defenseless.
I focused my power within my very soul, and concentrated on the form of a bear. My form grew, and became covered with brownish hair. My hands turned to paws, and my fingers became claws. My face became even whiter than it already was, and lengthened to a snout of sorts. This was my werebear form.
I rushed at Tal Rasha with fury, and sank my claws into his flesh. Before I could react, a thousand tentacles hit me all over. When it was over, I was bleeding from multiple areas. I knew I couldn't win this battle, so, what else could I do? I ran.
I can see Tal Rasha. He is bound to some sort of pillar with symbols all over it. It seems that flames are everywhere due to the battle between Tal Rasha and Baal. The guy in the cloak is moving forward, and is trying to pull out the stone. I'm going to close up now. I've got to stop him!
The archangel Tyreal lashed out with on of the tentacles on his back, grabbed the guy in the black robes' wrist, and said in an echoing deep voice," Stop! The creature contained herein shall not be released. Not even by you." The stranger lunged at Tyreal, and started to beat him to a pulp. I had to do something, so I ran in, and swung my sword with all my might to knock the man off Tyreal.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Indeed. I'll deal with him. You find somewhere to hide until it's over. This could get messy"
"I'm not going to..."
"Go!" he screamed. How could I argue with an angel? Especially in a time like this. I retreated back near the entrance, and leaned against the stone frame, crossing my arms. A few minutes later, I noticed the hobo crossing the bridge to where Tal Rasha was suspended. He placed his hand on the stone imbedded in the demon's chest, and started to pull. I yelled for Tyreal's attention, but there was no way for him to get there in time. I had to help. I ran at the hobo, intending to knock him away, but, just as I got there, the stone came free. Tal Rasha, or should I say, Tal Rasha/ Baal, broke the bonds, and batted me away through a wall. Tyreal knew that Baal had been freed, and tried to fight them both. But, even he could not stand against such odds for long. His sword was yanked from his hands by one Tal Rasha/ Baal's tentacles, leaving him defenseless.
I focused my power within my very soul, and concentrated on the form of a bear. My form grew, and became covered with brownish hair. My hands turned to paws, and my fingers became claws. My face became even whiter than it already was, and lengthened to a snout of sorts. This was my werebear form.
I rushed at Tal Rasha with fury, and sank my claws into his flesh. Before I could react, a thousand tentacles hit me all over. When it was over, I was bleeding from multiple areas. I knew I couldn't win this battle, so, what else could I do? I ran.