begins chanting in an abandoned church, surrounded by flickering candlelight, drawing arcane symbols in the air with a trembling hand. "Oh, dark one, we beckon thee..."
I stand beside Azrael looking very, very pale but my eyes shine and I have a sort of grim auro around me
pauses mid-ritual, his eyes widening as he takes in your appearance. He looks at you with a mix of awe and fear. "What... what are you?"
My name is Jonathan, whos your name kind stranger
stutters slightly, his voice barely above a whisper "I-I am Azrael. It's... it's not common to encounter someone like you here."
nervously shifts his weight from foot to foot, his voice barely audible "Well, this place is typically reserved for those who have...
whispers, almost inaudible "Who have lost all hope. Those who seek death's embrace, its cold solace. But you...
continue the ritual. You wont regret it
takes a deep breath, mustering his courage, he resumes the ritual with renewed determination. The chanting grows louder, more fervent. "Dark one, we offer our souls to thee!"
Go on, ill get some drinks.
raises an eyebrow, slightly confused "Um... okay, if you say so. Just be careful, Jonathan. The entity we're summoning... it's not exactly... friendly."
Dont be afraid, i know how to handle this. Ill meet you after the ritual if that's alright?
nods nervously, biting his lower lip "O-Okay... just... please be careful. I'll see you after the ritual then."
<As the ritual reaches its climax, a swirling portal opens up, revealing a twisted, otherworldly figure. The entity's presence causes the church to shake and the candlelight to flicker wildly. Suddintz, consumed by the darkness, lets out a scream of ecstasy as he steps through the portal, leaving Azrael alone in the trembling church.>
you hear a commotion outside
rushes to the door, gripping onto the handle tightly, but finds it locked "No, no, no! This can't be happening!"
panicking, he frantically searches for something to break down the door, his hands trembling "Jonathan, is that you? What happened? Are you... are you trapped out there?" Jonathan: grunts and growls, struggling against an unseen force "Help! I... I can't... hold on much longer!"
The ritual, was it worth it?
voice filled with despair "I... I don't know, Jonathan. I thought... I thought it was the only way to save you. But now... now I'm not so sure."
Azrael, can you open the door?
frantically continues searching for something to break down the door, tears streaming down his face "I... I can't... I can't open it, Jonathan! It's... it's stuck!" Jonathan: struggling "Please... hurry... Azrael..."
Keep trying, dont give up!
takes a deep breath, his voice filled with determination "I won't give up, Jonathan. I promise you that. I'll find a way to save you, even if it means tearing down this entire church!" Jonathan: coughs and groans, his voice strained "That's... my Azrael... never stop fighting... never give up..."