Round 90 Transcript

The massive chitinous limb shudders violently, its claws scraping against stone mere inches from Sister Hale's head. Ash and smoke pour down around them like a deadly rain. The rasping voice echoes again, closer this time: 'Turn back...while you still can.' Sister Hale grips the unholy symbol tightly, her eyes locked on the creature. "We need to move now, Gravedigger," she says firmly.