Round 15

As Gravedigger Renn stumbled backward, his eyes wide with fear, the sound of hammering at the front doors intensified, and the dark shape inside the church began to take form. The glowing symbols on the small box pulsed faster as Jeane's crimson aura flared in response, filling the air with electric tension. The pentagram pattern formed by the board arrangement shifted slightly, revealing a deliberate design pointing inward toward an ornate altar with a small, pulsing box at its center.

Jeane recognized the precise calculations behind what was unfolding – this wasn't mindless corruption, it was ancient power operating with deliberate predatory intent that now focused specifically on them. The air seemed to vibrate with anticipation as the group waited for whatever emerged from the church. Suddenly, the board arrangement creaked and groaned, the pentagram pattern shifting slightly as the dark shape stepped further through the splintering window frame.

Silra moved closer to the gap in boards, her silver-blonde hair catching the faint torchlight filtering through the cracks. She eyed the interior of the church warily, sensing ancient corruption that recognized arcane signatures and tried to latch onto them like oil slicks. The pulsating symbols on the box seemed to be breathing power, and a huddled figure rose from the shadows with fluid grace, suggesting practiced predation rather than mindless monster behavior.