Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20151030164455/@comment-26355186-20151223002732

As Argus were pushed further and further back inside Varrus' Ward, a few Bone Zealots and Vessels of Death broke away from the main force and began to make their way towards Enxor. While doing so, the Death God spoke.

"Come here, my chosen warriors. You have all served me well, but it is time that the power once granted upon you is returned. Your purpose is almost fulfilled. Now come, chosen warriors and finish you task, complete what you were destined to do! Give back what was given, and give me the power to slay these slaves of Light!"

Once the first Bone Zealot reached Enxor, he sunk to his knees and bowed at Enxor's feet. At the same time, the first Vessel of Death that had reached the god lifted her hands into the air and let a strange fog seep from them. The fog enveloped the bowing Zealot, and as it did, the Knight began to wither away, his bones turning into dust where he stood. There was soon nothing left but a Cleaver, cut in half, hovering in the air infront of the corrupted Wizard. The Vessel of Death reached out and grabbed the broken weapon, stabbing herself where her heart would have been. The Wizard began to shake, and her body exploded, releasing a shockwave of the dark fog that had killed the Bone Zealot. This fog slowly creeped towards Enxor, and it enveloped him as it had enveloped the Zealot. However, when it dissipated, Enxor was not withering. Instead, to the Guardians it seemed like his aura of darkness had been strengthened, and more pairs of twisted Knights and Wizards were now rushing towards the god to sacrifice themselves. It was obvious to the Guardians that the sacrifices were giving whatever power the Bone Zealots held to Enxor, and the god was becoming even more powerful because of it.

"Yes.... give me my strength once more! Guardians, for every sacrifice my devoted make, I grow stronger. Is this really all that you have!? Is this it!? You who have challenged me, please, atleast try to defeat me!"

Even as Enxor taunted Argus and more of his Zealots were sacrificed, the horde was still far too large to go past. There was nothing Argus could do but watch as Enxor's dark powers grew, right infront of their eyes.