Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-24510587-20151030164455/@comment-26355186-20151223233239

(Well then. Since you've been asking for this, I give you Enxor's weakness. You can consider this my christmas gift to you all.)

As Enxor assaulted Varrus and Arxus, more Bone Zealots and Vessels of Death converged around their god, attempting to give their lives to strengthen him. Among these was a stray Wizard, desperately looking for her Bone Zealot companion. What she did not know, was that the intended sacrifice lay dead at Arxus' feet. Still seeking for a way to give her life, the Vessel of Death picked up a stray Cleaver and drove it right into her heart. The Cleaver, however, was charged with a few sparks of Light. As the Wizard exploded, it was not the same black fog that was released. Instead, a bright cloud was now rushing inside Enxor's body. For just a second, the constantly growing aura around the god seemed to disappear, and Enxor gasped, seemingly trying to fill his nonexistant lungs with air. Then the aura returned, but what had happened was clear. The 'corrupted' Cleaver had disrupted the ritual and turned the Dark energy into Light. Enxor paused his rampage through the horde and called out across the abyss. It was obvious that the sudden weakening of his defense had been shocking to the god.

"Chosen ones! Do not let these lowly slaves blight your rituals with their filthy forces! Do not let them near you, for they will twist your weaponry and turn it against us!"

(Merry Christmas everyone.)