Jarek: Ancient Prison, Round 07

I watched in shock as the skeletons overpower our two holy warriors. I underestimated the powers of these creatures, thinking that the priest and the paladin were capable of handling them. Unfortunately, the skeletons seemed to be feeding off the wretchedness of this crypt.

"Guy!" I shouted as one of the looming skeletal figure charged towards him. The eladrin priest was preoccupied with his prayers to notice, or to even dodge. "Son of a dryad!"

Stupid fanatic! I silently cursed. He could have moved away but stayed firm on the spot. It was one thing to put your trust on your god, and another thing to dodge an incoming attack.

The skeletal monster struck Guy with such a force, throwing the eladrin to the ground. Sharp splinters protruding from the skeleton's fist punctured the priest's delicate skin.

Guy screamed in pain, ending his holy communion with Corellon. The spectral lights and angelic voices vanished.

"No!" Arao howled in fury, trying to rescue the priest. But the skeletal warrior stood in between them.

The priest fell back several steps and collapsed on the ground. He released the sunrod in his hands and it fell further into the chamber, plunging the room into darkness.

"Damn it!" I muttered while aiming my arrows at the skeleton. The darkness was not helping me.