Round 85

Sister Hale's grip on Gravedigger Renn tightened, her eyes fixed on the massive chitinous limb that lunged forward once more, its claws mere inches from the young informant's face. The air was heavy with tension as she pulled him back to safety, the ground shaking violently beneath their feet. A faint whisper echoed through the darkness, "You should have listened..." The raspy voice sent a shiver down Gravedigger Renn's spine, his fear spreading like wildfire through his body.

Sister Hale swiftly reevaluated their situation, her gaze locked onto the creature's unblinking stare. The stormy sky above seemed to darken further, as if mirroring the turmoil within her own heart. With a resolute determination, she coiled the 50 feet of rope around Gravedigger Renn, securing him in place. The only option now was to find shelter within Gravehill's ruined walls, where the city guard and its traps might offer some protection.