Round 7

The air around them vibrates with anticipation as Sister Hale's holy symbol flares with increased intensity, her eyes locked on the dark shape within the window frame. The trio knows they must act quickly to avoid being overwhelmed by whatever horrors await inside the church. The hammering at the front doors intensifies further, and the rumbling from behind grows louder, as if whatever is inside is eager to join the confrontation.

Silra crouches lower against the crumbling wall, her teal eyes scanning every angle of the street between ruins and the ominous church entrance. She notes the deliberate splintering of the boarded-up window, the strategic placement of the boards suggesting a calculated effort rather than decay. Her fingers trace the hilt of her knife absently as she catalogs details: the wrongness of the dark shape's movements beyond simple animation or hunger, the ritual formation of multiple entities inside.

Sister Hale takes a step forward, her eyes locked on the dark shape, and her holy symbol flares with increased intensity. The air around them vibrates with anticipation, and the trio knows they must act quickly to avoid being overwhelmed by whatever horrors await inside the church. The hammering at the front doors intensifies further, and the rumbling from behind grows louder, as if whatever is inside is eager to join the confrontation.

Jeane watches the dark shape shift position in the window frame with predatory calculation rather than fear. Whatever is inside isn't mindlessly hungry - it's calculating their capabilities and responding deliberately to each action according to what Silra correctly assessed about the board patterns suggesting strategic placement. The multiple glowing eyes arranged in ritual formation beyond that partial view confirm this ancient corruption has been waiting specifically for someone - or something - waiting to be unleashed within the church's walls.