Arranging a pentagram on the floor with a wicked grin Thought you'd be too scared to show, little sib!
hey it took a lot of planning to get here and you know how I like my coffee before any sort of demon related activities.
Rolls his eyes dramatically Oh please, spare me the sob story. I don't need your weak human rituals to gain power.
Have you ever heard of Molasses. Fountain Molasses?
pauses momentarily, intrigued Molasses? What are you planning, sib? Some sort of sticky trap for the souls?
No more like flooding this place with sweet good molasses.
narrows his eyes suspiciously Flooding the place with molasses? That's your big plan? It'll take ages to clean up! We could be attacked!
that’s why we’re doing it at night in the middle of winter. The workers won’t be here till morning and if anything happens or anyone tries to attack us we just retreat.
snorts Retreat? That's not the edgy villain move I was expecting from you, sib! But fine, let's flood this place with molasses.
Kneeling down beside the large pot of molasses First off we have to make sure the pot doesn’t run dry, so we’re making multiple trips back and forth between here and the dairy factory.
rolls up his sleeves and smirks Finally, some action! Let's get those molasses flows going, sib! He grabs a large bucket and heads towards the dairy factory Time to get sticky!
Grabbing two buckets in one trip getting molasses without pouring any for the floor.
grunting as he carries the heavy buckets of molasses Hurry up, sib! We've got a flood to create! He dumps the molasses onto the floor, forming a large puddle This is gonna be epic!
once all the molasses is in the puddle now we just wait. closes his eyes praying silently for the satanic ritual to go to plan.
tapping his foot impatiently Waiting? Seriously, sib? We came here for action, not to sit around like a couple of angels! Can't you speed this up?
the satanic ritual doesn’t work without the moonlight filtering through a window, just how evil is it that we’re doing this inside a church.
<As they wait for the satanic ritual to commence, Garroth starts to feel a strange sensation coursing through his body, causing him to convulse in pain. The molasses puddle begins to bubble and emit a foul smell, revealing that the ritual has gone awry. The church starts to shake and crumble, trapping Garroth and Fleming inside. They realize that they have unknowingly disturbed a powerful and malevolent entity lurking within the church, which demands their sacrifice to satiate its hunger. With their plan in ruins and their lives hanging in the balance, Garroth and Fleming must find a way to appease the entity and escape the crumbling church before it's too late.>
gritting his teeth through the pain Shut up, sib! Can't you see we're in deep shit here?! We need a way out, fast!
Hold on, think what we need. Water, something sacred to fight the evil.
clenching his fists, gritting his teeth Water? Are you serious, sib? Do you think a little H2O is gonna save us? Fine, fine!
looks around for something holy
looking around frantically Dammit, sib! There's nothing holy in this godforsaken place!
sees a broken stained glass window letting moonlight in Hey man check this out.
rushes over to the broken stained glass window, gazing at the moonlight Ah, finally! Some damn moonlight! Now let's see if it works!
Okay now we just need something to use it against the evil entity. Any ideas.
pacing back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, sib, listen up! We need something to fight this entity, and we need it now!
Beelzebub said our sins are what fuels him. Maybe the crucifixion.
snarling, crossing his arms The crucifixion? Really, sib? You expect a little piece of wood to save our asses?
The wood is what makes it holy. See how it’s already cracked half way in the middle.
grabs the broken crucifix and smashes it against the floor Fine, sib! Let's see if this old piece of wood can save our sorry asses!
clears his throat before shouting loudly IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT! BEELZEBUB AND SATAN YOU ARE JUDGED BY GOD YOUR POWER IS GREAT BUT NOT AS GREAT AS THE ONE TRUE God WHO LIVES IN HEAVEN AND JUDGES US ALL. DEPART FROM THIS PLACE FOR ALL HAVE Sinned. And yet you shall punish none of them. INSTEAD GIVE THEM ANOTHER CHANCE TO REPENT BEFORE YOU STRIKE THEM DOWN!
throws his hands up in frustration Oh, great! Look who decided to channel his inner preacher!
the roof collapses, debris rains down and the Entity leaves
shaking off the debris, breathing heavily Well, well, look who's still alive! Guess your "holy" words did the trick, sib.
brushes off debris from his coat About time. So.. picks up a large rock What now?
<As Garroth and Fleming try to make their escape, they realize that the church is completely destroyed, leaving them trapped in the rubble. They must now navigate through the debris and find a way to escape the church before they succumb to the dangers lurking within the wreckage.>
uses his axe to cut down parts of the church walls, leading to an escape route Follow me I’ve cleared a path.
nods and follows Fleming, brushing away the debris from his face About damn time, sib! Lead the way, I'm right behind you!
reaches the hole first Watch out!
dives through the hole, landing gracefully on his feet Ha! Easy peasy, sib!
gets through it a bit unsteady on his legs due to the strain of using his axe so much
smirking Slowpoke! If you keep moving like a snail, we'll be dinner for those monsters! Step it up, sib!