"Finally!" thought the Inquisitor as he watched the explorer return.
The musty stench of those buried, damp corridors was beginning to test his already...
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He was second to last in line. Ahead of him, silent in their ritual garments, his cult companions proceeded with swift steps.
Cornelius slammed open the door with a kick and raised his crossbow. The putrid, little room was dark.
Abraxas clenched his fist with rage, crushing the neck of the explorer who dared to venture into his subterranean domain.
He needed nothing more than a...