Round 75

As Gravedigger Renn's gaze darted wildly about the alley, his voice trembled with a mix of fear and conviction. Sister Hale stood firm beside him, her eyes fixed intently on the massive chitinous limb emerging from the darkness. The air was heavy with tension, the storm raging on like a living entity, its thunderous rumble a constant reminder of the danger they faced. The limb's raspy voice whispered 'Turn back...while you still can...' from nearby rubble, sending shivers down Gravedigger Renn's spine.

"I... I saw it when I was digging graves," Gravedigger Renn continued, his words barely audible over the storm's din. "The awakening... it was like nothing I've ever seen before. The earth would shudder, and then these... things would rise up from the ground." He glanced nervously at Sister Hale, as if seeking reassurance in her presence. "They were twisted, corrupted creatures, but they seemed to be made of the very darkness itself." His eyes darted about the alley once more, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I didn't think much of it at first, but now I'm not so sure."