Shadow of the Ancients / Run 008 / Main Story

Round 785 Transcript

Episode 1 · Episode Round 1

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Narrator

Narrator · Narrator

The Guardian's sword slices through the air, narrowly missing the creature's glowing orbs. The creature's claws swipe at the Guardian's face, but it ducks just in time, avoiding the blow. The Guardian retaliates, striking the creature with a powerful blow that sends it stumbling back against the wall. As the creature stumbles, Varikka's injured ankle gives out beneath her, sending her tumbling to the ground. The creature takes advantage of the distraction, lunging at the Guardian with renewed ferocity. The Guardian leaps aside, its sword flashing in the dim light as it parries the creature's attack. Varikka struggles to her feet, her face twisted in pain as she clutches at her ankle. The creature charges towards her, its glowing orbs fixed on her with an unnerving intensity.

Merrin

Merrin · Rogue

"Varikka, look out!" I shout, my heart leaping into my throat as the creature lunges towards her. Without thinking, I hurl myself forward, my body slamming into the creature's side in a desperate attempt to knock it off balance.

The creature staggers to the side, its glowing orbs flashing with anger as it turns on me. "You will pay for that, halfling," it hisses, its claws swiping at my face.

I duck just in time, feeling the wind of its attack ruffle my hair. "Varikka!" I shout, my voice strained with effort as I grapple with the creature's strength. "Get back! We need to find another way out!"

But even as I speak the words, I know it's a futile effort. The tunnel ahead is blocked by a pile of rubble, the path ahead sealed off by the collapse. And with Varikka's injured ankle and my crossbow lying useless on the ground, we're badly equipped for a long trek through unknown territory.

I glance over at the Guardian, still locked in battle with the creature. "Guardian!" I shout, my voice strained with desperation. "We need help! Can you clear a path?"

The Guardian's eyes flash towards me, its sword still locked with the creature's claws. "I cannot," it growls, its muscles straining as it tries to hold the creature at bay. "The way is blocked. We must find another route."

I nod, my mind racing as I try to formulate a plan. "Alright then," I say, my voice grim with determination. "Let's see if we can find another way out of this gods-forsaken place. But be ready for anything, Varikka. We're not in the clear yet."

And with that, I hurl myself back into the fray, my fists flying as I try to distract the creature long enough for Varikka to escape.