Round 6

The storm raged on, shrouding Gravehill's ruins in an impenetrable veil of darkness and despair. Silra swiftly closed the distance between herself and Gravedigger Renn, her teal eyes fixed intently on his retreating form as she pursued him with a fierce determination. Sister Hale followed closely behind, the rusted key clutched in her hand feeling heavy with foreboding as she hurried to catch up with her companions.

Suddenly, a faint scratching sound echoed from the nearby rubble, followed by a low, raspy voice whispering, "Turn back...while you still can..." The voice sent a shiver down Sister Hale's spine, and Jeane readied her dagger, scanning the ground for any signs of movement. Silra vanished into the darkness in pursuit of Gravedigger Renn, the scuttling noise beneath the ash-covered street growing louder with each passing moment.

Jeane swiftly closed the distance between herself and Silra, her crimson eyes meeting hers directly as she ignored Sister Hale's attempts at tactical reorganization behind them. The scuttling noise from below grew more insistent now, something definitely moving through the tunnels under Gravehill proper. Jeane's commanding presence remained unwavering, her voice cold and authoritative as she spoke to Silra without hesitation.