Melchiah's Clan Territory Pt. 2

The moment I entered, my progress was halted
By more of these imps, I was quickly assaulted

Like all who attempt to destroy me, they failed
And then on the wall, they were swiftly impaled

I passed through a door at the end of the room
And then progressed further down into this tomb

The gate I must reach is positioned quite high
My tattered wings left me unable to fly

At first it appeared I could only turn back
Though limbo might bear an escape from this shack

Two columns protruded the moment I shifted
Throughout this sepulcher, another soul drifted

The voice then delivered a stern admonition
To rapidly vanquish this strange apparition

These vampiric specters pervade this dimension
Devouring souls is their only intention

And so, in both realms I must stay on my guard
He slowly approached, but he struck fast and hard

The first blow he struck levied minimal pain
However, I felt my vitality drain

Auspiciously, I was still nimble enough
His screams when I struck him were piercing and gruff

Consuming the specter upon his defeat
My search for Melchiah is less incomplete

A section protrudes in the spectral dimension
The portal above it secured my attention

I wasted no time as I made my way there
What more can I gain from this tomb's disrepair?

Returned to the world of mortal existence
I leapt to a wall at a moderate distance

The gate is my only way out of this place
Beside it I see a bereft hollow space

My one means of leaving this derelict hall
Necessitates filling the space in the wall

Conveniently there was a stone within reach
Right where I detected the phantasmal leech

I must push the stone to a ledge higher still
To do so requires an effort of will

I managed to raise the stone, nevertheless
Propelling it into the wall to egress

I entered the room and assessed the location
Then felt a slight sense of abrupt consternation

To leave from this crypt, I must cross to the summit
A treacherous pit would await if I plummet

I leapt to a beam that is close to the ceiling
Of both of nearby scaffolds I have a grim feeling

I opted to float to the one to my left
It fell, even under my limited heft

There must be a way to return to the gate
The scaffold must not be brought down by my weight

I leapt off the scaffold, approaching the wall
Observing a stone which I'm sure I must haul

With only a glimpse I knew just where to go
I pulled the stone out and I thrust it below

Without hesitation I entered the pit
Surviving this place will take all of my grit

I somehow incited an imp to appear
Though in the far corner I noticed a spear

But seizing the weapon was no small mistake
The imp that it killed once before is awake

The soul from his shell had not yet been devoured
I had to destroy them or be overpowered

Though most of these imps were exactly the same
The one I had raised exudes sparks from his frame

By striking a blow, he could feed on my soul
I thankfully managed to vanquish this troll

This imp's final downfall was soon guaranteed
His ally, however, refused to concede

I killed him as well and my path is now clear
Before I would leave, I recovered the spear

With both the imps dead, I was here on my own
I turned my attention to shifting the stone

I hoisted the stone to the uppermost ledge
And then pulled it further away from the edge

I thrust it inside of the hole near the gate
My hopes for departing began to inflate

The barrier slowly arose from the floor
I entered the room I had passed through before

I shifted once more to the realm of the dead
Then speedily leapt to the ledge overhead

But rather than shift to the physical plane
The spectral dimension is where I remain

I leapt to the post in the heart of this room
Observing a soul I would quickly consume

I leapt to the first of the gates I had raised
And through this dark chamber, I anxiously gazed

I slowly crept through; now the end is in sight
I leapt to the scaffold that hangs to my right

And this time the scaffolds remained where they were
I'm no longer stuck in this place, I infer

I crossed to the ledge which I hadn't yet passed
Departing this desolate chamber at last

The next room I entered was not quite as large
With one vexing hindrance through which I can't charge

Once more, I must shove a large crate in each wall
There's no other means of departing at all

However, this time, the obstruction would stay
Until both the symbols are faced the same way

One crate was directly on top of the other
This wouldn't prevent me from finding my brother

I swiftly arrived at a simple conclusion
Propelling the crates to a modest protrusion

And then I would lower the crate that's too high
The ledge was quite small; then again, so am I

I slowly ascended and lowered the crate
And turned it until it would open the gate

I pushed the first crate in immediately
And then moved the other more gradually

And then I had filled both the spaces in here
The gate which impedes me would then disappear

I made my way upwards; two doors I have found
And so, to this crypt I am no longer bound

And now, I have reached a new height in this land
The view from this ledge, I must say, is quite grand

Ahead was a crate I am sure I must shove
To climb to another ledge higher above

It serves little purpose at this very height
And so, I propelled it with all of my might

I paused for a moment to hear when it fell
Then slowly I made my way down there as well

I first pulled it back and then far to the side
With one other crate, it would shortly collide

I hoisted it up to the similar crate
My will has not even begun to abate

I moved both the crates to the side with great force
To rise to the passage above me, of course

I made my way up there with moderate grace
And followed the path deeper into this place

This path only leads in a singe direction
And shortly I reached a correlative section

A singular imp was here lying in wait
Apparently quite unaware of his fate

My search for Melchiah was brought to a halt
He lashed out his claws in a futile assault

I struck him until he could no longer fight
A small stretch of water was here in plain sight

I then tossed him in; he would die as he fell
I fed on his soul once it fled from its shell

I followed a bend and leapt over the slope
For if I fell down, there would be little hope

However, I made my way up to the peak
And gathered a spear that was rather unique

Ahead was a building, quite evidently
Before I could enter, an imp beset me

He caught me off guard, but I had little fear
He met his demise at the end of my spear

Consuming his soul just like all of the rest
I ceded the spear and continued my quest

And then I advanced to the building ahead
And passed through the door, wheresoever it led