Chapter 66: Unknown Vaults

Markos's fingers pressed against an invisible barrier before he could reach the sword. His blood turned to ice as Iliana's warning snapped him from an enchantment. A loud crack to his right pulled his attention to a rapidly materializing claw. He leapt back and fired his rifle twice in rapid succession. The rifled thundered and echoed off through the underground chamber, mixing with shouts and a roar. Sulfur and flame seared the air as maraium shot tore holes into the strange clawed beast that collapsed in a bloody heap just out of arm's reach of the templar.

Markos panted for breath as he focused his attention on the fallen beast. The creature's skin was a mottled grey - the color of the stone. In the spot were its eyes should've been, two arrow shafts jutted out from them with sickly green fluid dripping down a blunted scaled nose. I'm so happy Sintija's on our side.