The Earth is up to her waist and rising, more reaches for her hands, holding her in place, the runes about the room twisting. The Earth under her feet begins to heat up, threatening to cook her where she stands. The spawn at the door fight harder to overcome the only two obstacles in the way.
The water is up to Din's waist now, and starting to heat up rapidly while the flames still lock at him, his shirt starting to smoke.
The whispers to Cait begin again, this can't work, she can end it all - she can command the lost priest, direct him... but she must stop.
//wgah'n lw'nafh, wgah'n n'gha, uln'shogg - Reside in dreams, reside in death, we call you to the place of darkness.//
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