The shadow of the castle pierced the shadow of Camdia's face, looking up in defiance. The kobol, never being this close to the ominous form before trembled in fear only watching the hero's form to see if she would move and when to follow. Just as this thought appeared she stepped forward and Dilo came in behind with the cavalry snack satchel. The unscalable walls and twisting turret spelled a simply impossible climb and being somewhat glad stealth was out of the question, Camdia threw her arms onto the massive iron doors and with all her might slowly pushed them in. As they creaked on their century old hinges purple dust and echoes greeted them and they stumbled into the antechamber.
The air felt colder in here, as if it was sitting on the back of Camdia's neck. Not announcing herself she stepped forward looking at the arching ceiling and buttresses for any sign of archers or ambushes waiting for them. Dilo, not believing he was actually within the terrible awful place, was more in more awe than fear. "M-maybe the dawk lowd ishn't home?" As if answering his naive thought the sound of a sword unsheathed and on the stairs above appeared a massive knight in swirled dark purple armour, four eyeslits on the helmet emanating a smoky red mist. Camdia spoke first, keeping her sword sheathed "I'll take a wild guess." "Were it so simple, for flesh and bone to come before me and deliver me to oblivion that it should be done centuries ago. Yet, still fools and sheep and... maidens? Even now enter this place in hopes to do the same." "Camdia shifted her weight, walking and looking for an opening as she approached slowly "Maybe, if I can cram that fancy speech down that rusted helmet I will grant you the rest you so deeply deserve." The dark lord surprisingly chuckled "Indeed, flesh and bone, I would desire nothing less, do you so quickly perceive my bondage to darkness? Oh, how I have longed for one to shake these chains, to know my sorrow. But even in knowledge, my bondage shall not leave me but by strength alone, and in which, thou seems lacking." Camdia smiled as she stopped short of the imposing figure "I like a foe who has already given up. If its all the same to you, you could throw down that stupidly large blade and make this easy for both of us." The knight shifted it instead to his side "Ah, how I wish I could, but as a young man I traded all things under heaven for strength, and by strength I remain animated by dark and higher powers over my own will." "Damn shame."
Both warriors stared eachother down ready to strike. As Camdia pulled out her blade it became entangled in golden string. A hand pulled from the darkness and her entire body seized up, seeing his opponent defenceless the knight curled his massive gauntlet into a fist and smashed it into her stomach, causing her to gasp before passing out. The origin of the strings moved out of the shadows, a twisted mask laughing with delight "Well done my lordship! An excellent blow, a fantastic attack! Ah but I played no small part bring you such an excellent warrior!" Disappointed the knight reprimanded "Have you nothing better to do but meddle in other's affairs?" The mask tilted coyly "My lord! I only wish to please! Well what shall become of this wretch? How slow and how painful shall it be? How many pieces and trials shall flesh become sludge? We are all dying to watch!" Before he could respond the knight took notice of a small piece of fur running around in circles "What... is that?"
Dilo mind was afire as he could not decided whether to run or help the warrior but what could he do? And as his mind and body moved in circles the harlequin swooped down and snatched him up. "It appears to be... alive? Not much intelligence that's for sure" as he handed it over to the knight and held it to his visor. Dilo's racing mind was arrested by the smoking visor and thought of nothing but fear. 'I shall be eaten and spat out into bones and skulls and death and trash!' he thought. "What a truly odd creature..." The moment was interrupted by Camdia's blade which slashed upwards severing the great knight's arm, her blazing eyes renewed with life. The arm and Dilo went flying as he screeched and Camdia leapt to catch him and dart down a hallway. They were retreating. Dark bat-like figures chased them through the musty halls as Camdia clutched a screaming, crying Dilo in her arms. Eventually she stepped on a certain brick which crumbled and the floor beneath them fell out from under them.
