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Chapter 6.66 H
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Yvlon Byres
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The Creler spoke to Yvlon. As the thousands poured across the landscape, as the giant adult crawled forwards, surrounded by its kin, she heard it speak. |
Liscor
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Not in words. But she heard it nonetheless. It spoke in the same language as Skinner, when she had beheld the creature in Liscor’s crypt. When she had fled, and her team and her dreams had died in darkness. But this thing was beyond even Skinner. It was more than just mindless destruction. It thought. It gloated. |
Yvlon Byres
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Yvlon turned her head as she ran. And she felt the Creler’s amusement at all that had come before it. The useless bloodshed and hatred. It exposed her flaws with its magnificent, terrible, simple evil. Everything paled beside it. |
Yvlon Byres
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Someone panted. Yvlon turned her head and saw the Silver-rank teams. They were making for the door to Erin’s inn. Behind them, the tide of Crelers spread out, some pausing to devour plants, the Bloodfields, the rest coming on. And the adventurers, monster slayers, fled. |
Erin Solstice
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Someone panted. Yvlon turned her head and saw the Silver-rank teams. They were making for the door to Erin’s inn. Behind them, the tide of Crelers spread out, some pausing to devour plants, the Bloodfields, the rest coming on. And the adventurers, monster slayers, fled. |
Bloodfields
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Someone panted. Yvlon turned her head and saw the Silver-rank teams. They were making for the door to Erin’s inn. Behind them, the tide of Crelers spread out, some pausing to devour plants, the Bloodfields, the rest coming on. And the adventurers, monster slayers, fled. |
Yvlon Byres
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But they’d never make it. The door was closed. Yvlon saw the scrum around it, people desperately pounding on the door. |
[Message]
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“[Message] spell! Tell Erin to open the door!” |
Erin Solstice
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“[Message] spell! Tell Erin to open the door!” |
Ceria Springwalker
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Ceria screamed at Montressa. The [Aegiscaster] tried. |
Montressa du Valeross
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Ceria screamed at Montressa. The [Aegiscaster] tried. |
[Aegiscaster]
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Ceria screamed at Montressa. The [Aegiscaster] tried. |
Yvlon Byres
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Panting. Her breath caught in her lungs as her arms pumped. She was slowing, unconsciously. Yvlon turned her head again, measuring. The Crelers could outrun a horse over time. The smaller ones. And they were overtaking the slower adventurers. The door wasn’t open. |
Yvlon Byres
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Yvlon heard the distant voice. She saw Stan, looking back, seeing what she did. The Crelers would catch them before they got to the closed door. |
Stan
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Yvlon heard the distant voice. She saw Stan, looking back, seeing what she did. The Crelers would catch them before they got to the closed door. |
Yvlon Byres
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In that moment, Yvlon saw both past and future. She remembered a horde of undead. She saw the Crelers advancing. She turned her head and saw the Silver Spears. Her team, falling, fleeing, fighting and running. |
Isceil
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She saw Isceil stumble. His right arm was gone below the elbow. The adult Creler had torn it away. Spat something. Beza seized Isceil. |
Bezale
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She saw Isceil stumble. His right arm was gone below the elbow. The adult Creler had torn it away. Spat something. Beza seized Isceil. |
Isceil
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She saw Isceil stumble. His right arm was gone below the elbow. The adult Creler had torn it away. Spat something. Beza seized Isceil. |
Yvlon Byres
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Yvlon slowed. She saw Stan look back at her. The old man wavered. |
Stan
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Yvlon slowed. She saw Stan look back at her. The old man wavered. |
Yvlon Byres
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“Yvlon.” |
[Wounded Warrior]
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The [Wounded Warrior] felt dreamy. Her head was light. But she was also focused. She drew her sword and turned. Around her, adventurers were slowing. They had the same thought. |
Ceria Springwalker
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Ceria turned. Ksmvr was already running backwards, his bow drawn, the Flamecoat Dagger in his off-hand. Montressa looked backwards, eyes wide. Beza stumbled as her head turned and Isceil looked up. The Wistram [Mages] turned back, staring. |
Ksmvr
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Ceria turned. Ksmvr was already running backwards, his bow drawn, the Flamecoat Dagger in his off-hand. Montressa looked backwards, eyes wide. Beza stumbled as her head turned and Isceil looked up. The Wistram [Mages] turned back, staring. |
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