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ShadowOfOblivion7119 wrote: The guards snarl, firing more pulses of magic. "You are not allowed here, by the decree of the Pantheon!"

The pulses cracked armor, split tendrils and burnt their ends, but the abomination still stood.

“The Pantheon?” He asked. “''How funny, you assume they have power over me. Let me tell you something about the Pantheon.''”

One tendril rushed toward each guard, grappling with them and attempting to break their weapons.

“''The Pantheon will FALL. Each and every on of its members will 'Die. Their minds destroyed, their bodies contorted and undone, the very concepts they represent profaned, misinterpreted, redefined, rendered irrelevant.'''”

He marched towards them as each tendril continues its own melee.

“I am the Pantheon’s reckoning.” He cackled. “I am the Fate-Slayer.”