entered the castle in the obvious way. Knocking on the door, over the bridge and the inner courtyard. And they were greeted by the most unexpected Guardian: Whisper . The minstrel shapeshifting invited them to follow up on the top floor, then to the next, and finally the third floor. Just beyond the door, witnessed what was happening there. A huge ball of flesh and blood pulsing in the center of the ducal castle. It was expanded and grew to encompass three floors of the building, destroying walls, floors, columns, and any obstacle. The castle was now a kind of cardboard box in which the heart of flesh had the opportunity to grow dramatically. "... What is this thing?" Churches Gordianus. Whisper
grinned ominously going over the edge. Floated up to touch the surface of storage of muscles, blood and veins throbbed rhythmically with thunderous shock.
"This is the abode of the effluent! Built with body offered in sacrifice to the general Melpheron 's Order of the Skull Crimson ! Inside Kalfyra and its allies are finishing the preparations for the ceremony, which will open up the doors of this world to the Lord of the Blood and its allied casualties. I'm sorry for you, but you can do nothing about it. Everything was planned, everything had been established for some time. The time has come now. "
Lucian could not take any more than gossip. When the eyes of his companions became approval, Genesis drew and fired on Whisper. Unfortunately, it was like shooting in a pond. The bullet passed through the minstrel and sprayed blood all around, but Whisper shooting form quickly, apparently without having suffered any damage. One moment please later merged with the giant structure of the heart, becoming blood in the blood.
"That thing is made from the bodies of all soldiers of the order. They forced them to offer himself in sacrifice." He noted Krison. Probably was Kalfyra. His powers of enchantment were well above the willpower of those poor young people.
"What should we do now?" Churches Gordianus.
"dive." Ivan replied. He took a running start and launched himself into the gigantic mass of flesh. A big bloody sphincter opened in the structure, engulfing the warrior. Fearing that it could close again, all followed him. Finds himself cast into a nightmare within a building of meat alive. The light was faint and rosy, the walls were crossed by dark veins, the walls oozing blood and foul moods, the whole room was regularly shaken by tremors. And there was a way out.
They tried to break through into the meat by force, but it was useless. The wounds are closed with frightening speed, preventing them from moving forward. They seemed to be trapped, Lucian then stopped to listen. The heart rate, muscle contractions. They came from a specific direction. They noticed that all the blood flowed from that direction. The structure had a heart, a heart to heart. But how to achieve it? The sensed Krison hurled against a wall when lightning magic. The effect was negligible, the wound healed and disappeared within seconds, but for a moment the room's walls were shaken by a tremor and froze. Krison including that electricity could stop the heart. They just need to concentrate the maximum damage in a single, huge shock. Lucian electricity charge his sword, as did Ivan. Krison then gathered all his magical energies and exploded the most powerful burst of electricity that allowed him to release his magic. At the same time the arms of his comrades was struck in the same place. There was a violent reaction, the whole structure seemed to freeze for the long, long seconds. Then the floor and the walls began to give way, to be more soft and weak. A gash opened in the flesh in the middle of the room, spreading more and more. Took advantage and rushed downstairs.
As if they were eaten by some inner force, the partition walls of the structure collapsed in unison, making the heart center of meat in one large room. The adventurers found themselves in the middle of this big room, and before them there were Kalfyra, Golmore and Night, plus a dozen golem floating metal claws ready to unleash against them. Behind Kalfyra, sitting on the ground and surrounded by four golems, were the Duke Yordan, his son Larshell and her guardian Algrin .
"Please help us! - They shouted the Duke - They want to sacrifice! "
Kalfyra advanced towards the adventurers. In his human form, Kalfyra was a beautiful young woman of pale complexion with long black robes. The glow in his eyes revealed his true nature.
" What have you going to do, innocent unarmed heroes devoted to a deity? Do not you realize you've already lost? By now the story develops is independent of your actions. It 's too late. We will join the Lord of Blood and will become part of him. We will become a superior entity, even the most powerful of the gods ... We will be one with each element of this plan, and we participate in the conquest and destruction of entire worlds. Not it entices the prospect to ascend to something huge, almost inconceivable? To take part in everything, ad infinitum? To overcome the boundaries of time and space, reaching beyond? "
's speech Kalfyra them mostly bored. Kalfyra itself noticed.
" Well ... and it is, then. "
From his arms stretched out huge bone blades. flanked the Night, came forward and unleashing Golmore Shadowmoor .
