The trio looked around, clearly they needed more light if they were to fight successfully.
So the Terminator Knight started a prayer, while the other two kept close guard, trying to observe the area as closely as they can.
Of course it would probably take more to successfully do this, but they were lacking in numbers.
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[b][i]Dagger wielding cultists and a single flesh priest gathers around a writhing woman, they are cutting the flesh from her bones while she yet lives. You can hear the wet tearing flesh and the muffled, tongueless screaming... It sends chills down your spine. This is the Cult of Armageddon. The flesh priest's eyeless and skinless face snaps in your direction. Fire burns in it's empty sockets as it begins chanting. Rotten hands burst from the ground beneath your feet, firmly holding you in place as a mob of dagger wielding cultists run towards you, wearing the stolen skin of the fallen as clothes with chunks of wet meat gushing coagulated blood as they move. The flesh priest teleports to the top of a roof, brandishing a large staff with a severed, rotten head bonded to the top, oozing Unhøly light and resonating power of necromancy. From the ground all around, the undead rise to their feet. The flayed corpses sluggishly make their way towards you, cutting off escape from the rear. [spoiler]now we can have fun :)[/spoiler] [/i][/b]