Round 92

The ground shuddered violently once more, spewing ash in rhythmic bursts as Sister Hale's grip on Gravedigger Renn tightened. The massive chitinous limb emerged from the darkness, mere inches from her face, its rasping voice whispering a warning: 'Turn back...while you still can.'

Sister Hale's eyes locked onto the creature, her steady gaze unwavering as she met its gaze. "We need to move now," she said firmly, her calm counterpoint to the ominous warning. Gravedigger Renn cowered beneath her, his fear evident in every tremble of his body.

As the ground shuddered violently for the third time, Sister Hale pulled Gravedigger Renn back from the alley wall, shielding him from the street. "You're not getting dragged down there to feed whatever's hunting us!" she called out, her voice lost in the stormy atmosphere. The rasping voice whispered again, closer this time: 'Turn back...while you still can.' Sister Hale's grip on Gravedigger Renn tightened, and the ground shook beneath their feet once more, as if something massive was shifting below.