Round 82

The storm-ravaged sky hung heavy over Gravehill's ruined landscape, its turbulent clouds seeming to writhe in agony alongside the tempests that ravaged the earth below. Beneath the ash-choked road, a low, raspy voice whispered from nearby rubble, "You should have listened..." The words were laced with malevolent glee, and they sent a shiver down the spine of Gravedigger Renn, who stood frozen beside Sister Hale.

The massive chitinous limb paused mere inches from her face, its unblinking gaze flicking to Gravedigger Renn before snapping back to Sister Hale. The air was heavy with tension, and the ground beneath their feet began to shake violently, spewing ash and smoke into the air. A low, raspy voice whispered from nearby rubble, "You should have listened..." Sister Hale's eyes narrowed, her determination burning brighter in the face of danger.

The chitinous limb burst forward, its massive body propelling itself with a speed that belied its size. Gravedigger Renn trembled beside her, his voice barely audible over the din: "It's them... they've found us." The creature's unblinking gaze locked onto Sister Hale once more, as if daring her to make a move. The ground shook again, and the sound of scuttling noise from beneath the ash-covered street echoed through the air, a reminder that they were not alone in this forsaken place.