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(Funny. No one noticed that I was away for a week. Anyway....)

As the Cultists entered the chamber, the Bone Zealot observed them through its cold, black eyes. It knew. It understood. It understood what the humans were. Not Guardians, but fools attempting to survive by serving a higher power. The Bone Zealot sensed traces of Darkness on some of them, more of it on the three who acted as leaders. It looked at its retinue, five Knights who was probing the area in search of Enxor's limbs. The Bone Zealot then exchanged a short conversation with one of the Knights leading the ritual. Its question, if the limbs had been found. The answer, no, they were located deeper in the Hellmouth. Before the cultist group could react, the five Knights stormed towards them, each putting up a wall of Darkness, leaving no way for the cultists to proceed further inside. The Bone Zealot then left the chamber through another exit in the back, two Wizards following it, leaving the Knights to deal with the cultists.