Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191224042757/@comment-33229352-20191229071125

The growth slowed,  but didn't stop completely. Without warning, Milo tossed the deity onto a ledge higher up and scrambled up after him. He was looking around wildly, unsure of what to do next.

The obsidian creature had recovered but it didn't attempt to move again. Instead, it stared at the pair. An eerie wail rose from its throat, garbled and pitchy, like someone screaming underwater.