Round 91

As the chitinous limb shuddered violently for the third time, Sister Hale's grip on the unholy symbol tightened, her eyes locked onto the monstrous creature mere inches from her head. The air was thick with ash and smoke, the deadly rain pounding down around them like a relentless drumbeat. The rasping voice echoed again, its warning growing more urgent: 'Turn back...while you still can.' Sister Hale's response was firm, steady, as she met the creature's gaze. "We need to move now," she said, her voice a calm counterpoint to the ominous warning. Gravedigger Renn cowered beneath her, his fear evident in every tremble of his body.