The chamber grows cold. Magic crackles through the air like a silent scream as the skeletal figure creaks upright on its throne of bones. Flames flicker wildly in the wall sconces, casting long, twitching shadows across the cracked stone floor as the lich rolls his head in a slow, grinding circle, bones popping, eyes glowing with a hateful light.
His skull tilts downward as he focuses his gaze proper onto the tiny people that had invaded his chamber.
A breathless second passes.
Then, the sound building Penelo's throat tears out of her completely. "RUUUUN!" She shrieks.
The team bolts for the door in unison, boots slapping against stone. Pip whirls to scoop up Ka'Lula, frozen in shock, but before they make it three steps—
THUD~
The giant doors slam shut. A locking click echoes through the chamber.
