"...the first fragment of the timeless tomb in my hands, I unleashed the secret words with a whisper. A gaseous darkness bubbled from the artifact with eerie life, the ground shuddered and heaved, and the voices of the dead sang their sorcerous song. Boulders and turf exploded and plunged into the void as we fled. Somehow, beyond reason or ritual, we escaped with our lives and a new, mystical ally: The Amra."

other Black Between Spells