Roll Out Part Two

The reinforced door splintered under the combined force of Lith's tier three spell, Final Sunset, and Red's explosive alchemical vial. They didn't wait for the dust to settle, charging through the breach with weapons drawn and spells on their lips. The stench hit them first—a coppery tang of fresh blood mixed with the acrid smell of ozone and something else, something rotten and fundamentally wrong. The sight that greeted them was a scene ripped from a madman's nightmare. The entire third...