Round 90

Sister Hale stood firm as the massive chitinous limb shuddered violently, its claws scraping against stone mere inches from her head. Ash and smoke poured down around them like a deadly rain. The rasping voice echoed again, closer this time: 'Turn back...while you still can.' Sister Hale's grip on the unholy symbol tightened as she locked eyes with the monstrous creature. Gravedigger Renn cowered beneath her, his fear evident in every tremble of his body. "We need to move now," Sister Hale said firmly, her voice a steady counterpoint to the ominous warning.