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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jairami" data-source="post: 103231" data-attributes="member: 1148">Looking into the main chamber from above, they saw a black haired man in jet black metal armor that seemed to suck in any light that hit it.  He stood in front of a gigantic circular mirror of some sort that was solid black.In front of the mirror was a broken stone altar of some sort, and stretched ontop of it was Sara, her dress slashed and bloodied in many places, her head thrashing back and forth in hoarse screams as the man drew his blade across her flesh.Rushing to her aid, they dropped into the main chamber and found themselves facing a man who looked like Captain Gaedri.  His eyes were solid black, his black cape hung straight down behind him, despite how he moved, and his black armor made not the slightest sound.  His emotionless gaze swept towards the party and had time to do little else, as two arrows and a crossbow bolt from Byron, Khuuld, and Tylette all managed to thud into him.His expression did not change in the least, but his armor screamed.  It was the howl of 10-15 tortured souls near impossible to distinguish from each other, and they cried out with each arrow.  Gaedri's bloodless compressed lips were sealed as the screams washed over the party.Drawing forth a length of black steel he began advancing towards the invaders.  Sara had gone silent on the alter.Gaedri proved to be a competent swordsman as he engaged the five of them with no apparent difficulty.  Each time a blow landed on him, his black armor screeched and cried out with the agony of tortured souls.  But Gaedri continued on undaunted.Terrified but determined Collin latched onto a plan and maneuvered himself and Khuuld to the altar.  Sara was stretched and bound hand and foot by flowing black energy.  Her wrists and ankles were bloodied from struggling with them.  Neither Collin nor Khuuld could see how to release her but Collin quickly whispered something to Khuuld and his arms hefted his sword above Sara as his voice called out to the black knight with as much courage as he could muster."Stop!  Drop your sword or we will take your sacrifice from you!"Frederick looked up, battered and bloodied, from under the black knight as his assault ceased and he turned to regard Collin.  Collin stood on the dais trying not to shake as Khuuld kept his eyes fixed on him.The black knight stood there with expressionless eyes looking up at them, then turned and ran Frederick through.With a scream Tylette and Byron renewed their assault on the black knight and Collin motioned sadly to Khuuld."Better that she should no longer suffer at his hands then that he be allowed to complete whatever it was he was doing."Nodding, Khuuld did the last thing I expected when I wrote this part of the adventure.</blockquote>

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