THE FINAL THROWDOWN: EVERYONE
Raol stopped to watch the scene between the two men. It wasn't often he saw something so tender between two men. He felt like he was intruding on a private moment, and not standing in the middle of a battlefield where not 30 seconds ago both men were trying to kill them. It was a visual it wouldn't soon forget.
His sense of inner turmoil lessened as Vannes expired and Cerf rose to his feet, along with his undead army. It was time to get back to work.
An inky black wave of dark energy hit Raol with such force that it took every ounce of his strength to keep himself up. "Faram, help your loyal servant end this conflict and cleanse these sewers." Pushing off with the blunt end of his halberd, Raol bounded forward, charging through the skeletons. He lunged forth with his halberd, throwing out a cone of Holy light that stopped the creatures in their tracks.