Secure [Arwen/Lili/Nikki/Kursten/Tykki] Feb 1, 2016 6:10:30 GMT
Post by Puck on Feb 1, 2016 6:10:30 GMT
It was what would describe the battlefield below the tram that the Secure team rode in. Numerous faction members from Lakecrest fought against the waves of Horrors that kept coming and coming. From below, they could see many dying. It was an undulant orgy of violence. Lead and quicksilver continued to whistle through the caverns below. Razor-sharp steel tore into flesh and greedily sunk into a single inch further. Colorful bursts of mana incinerated bodies. It was chaos and the team would be glad that they would not have to join the bulk of the combat. The screams can still be heard through the tram walls and it would continue to ring as echoes even as they entered through another set of tunnels.
The train finally stopped to a halt in a dark clearing with its doors sliding open. The stale and musty air of the mines would fill their nostrils. The team could still hear the lull of combat earlier through the walls. But they were still separate from that environment, at least for now. They had a job to do. Ahead of them was a dim brightness which could mean their doom and their objective. Pipes and stalactites lined the ceiling of the tunnel, always threatening to fall with their dangerously sharp points ready to bore through their skulls. With all the commotion and shaking from the battlefield before them, it wouldn't be too surprising if a couple fell down by now.
But once they focused their sights on the brightness ahead, the pipes would obviously not follow them if they continued to move forward as the path of these metallic lengths curled back towards the direction of the tram. Ahead was the noise of something... gnawing and swallowing. The light flickered off and on, as if beckoning the team to come closer.