Dread. Pure, primal, dread.
It filled the hearts of the adventurers, replacing everything else. There was only dread, only fear.
A mind-rending scream pierced the air, an a violent explosion of purple mass soared outwards from Meyla's body.
She felt her mind fade away, something else taking over.
For a split second fear, doubt and regret filled her mind like a sundering malstrom of emotion.
Then she was gone.
Illios found himself stunned with terror as the voices guiding him turned into a chaotic mess of screams and roars.
Meyla shot into the air, laughing a cold and emotionless laughter, her entire body covered in the pitch-black shroud that had adorned her upon absorbing the corrupt golem's energies.
The violent energies she unleashed caused the cracks in the platform to widen, and it took but a moment before the platform was reduced to splinters in a torrent of black waves.
The adventurers plunged downwards with incredible force, the pitch-black beast diving after them.
It had drawn Meyla's blade, Soulflame, which was now burning with a twisted mix of red and black, and it was ready to strike.
Then, seemingly out of nowhere, the beast was hit by a very fast-moving projectile, which completely knocked it out of course.
At second look the projectile that had hit the beast was, apparently, an unconscious-looking Sunrah.
Suddenly the falling stopped, and the adventurers found themselves hovering in the air.
Above them was, in the midst of brushing dirt off his cloak, Scardrake.
"
Ahem..."
He folded his hands, and a green light emenated from them.
"
Regaining Planar Control... Lodas Eternu, Flames of the Otherworld... Resilliance. Recreation. Recuperate. Remember."
Rocks formed out of thing air around the group, and swiftly started forming a platform beneath them.
Gracefully they all hovered downwards until they stood on their feet.
"
Your friend has opened a direct rift to the sixth plane."
Scardrake said, looking at Sunrah and The Beast still drifting downwards.
"
When all this is finished, i would very much appreciate to give her a cup of tea, sit down next to her and tell her that she is the grand empress moron of the moronic wastes."
He then pointed his hand at the two of them...
...when the light finally faded, Scardrake was standing in front of them holding the unconscious bodies of Meyla, Sunrah and Ekrion in his Arms.
He walked over to Illios and placed them on the ground in front of him.
"
The girl and Sunrah will wake up in around five seconds. Use that warp magic of yours to tend do their injuries, or whatever you've got.
I have to stabilize the planar walls."
He then disappeared into thin air.
As Sunrah and Meyla woke up a moment later they both felt strange, as if there was some kind of chain attached to their souls.
It seemed though, however, that they both had their minds completely under control.
