Draw my sword and charge.
*20 + 7 = 27*
You draw your obsidian sword and walk menacingly, picking up your pace with every step. Your companions stop firing, and the hellions stop, and slowly back away from you. Your sword, no matter how black it is, glows like the brightest of morning light. You point your sword to the sky, and it clears the sky, vanquishing multitudes upon multitudes of the masked enemies. After doing so, the dark tower seemed like a lighthouse, the sea calms. The damned disappear, and the bridge is repaired.
"This is the final circle, Vegetari, are you and your friends prepared?"
"Yes" Says Ophidyus, tears streaming across his face "We do this to live!"
"Yeah" Says Jell, easing the rifle on his shoulders "Well I want to live And so do they" pointing at the two mages, who as of recent are deadly silent, with a stern look of determination in their faces. "Mages and magic users, always the silent types Eh?"
"I'll come too" Says the Drow seeker "After all, I need to live to get vengeance, Huh?"
"I follow Kolkoli..."
"Then it is settled! Give me the key Vegetari"
Vegetari throws the key towards Ryalen, who in turn thrusts it at the sky. Immediately his age reverts, and he becomes as young as any of you. The sky also opens, and light swallows them.
All of you, Ryalen included open their eyes to find that they are in what appears to be heaven.
