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Post by LaCroix on Apr 12, 2006 1:45:58 GMT -5
The Archaeologist descended slowly into the cave. Years of mountain climbing and repelling had hardened him, but this cavern he was descending into was somehow...different. How ever, he thought nothing of it.
He eventually reached the bottom. He detached the rope from his belt and looked around. There it was! After all this time, all this searching, there it was! It illuminated the shadows around it, painting the walls with a dim, crimson light.
He licked his lips and walked over to it. Years of searching had resulted in this one moment...he reached his hand out to touch the claw. Upon doing so, he screeched with pain as a bolt of dark energy released. His flesh burned away in seconds, leaving him a dry, skeletal husk on the floor. Meanwhile, the claw shattered. What seemed like a small, crimson mist hovered in the air in it's place, and then descended through the floor....
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