Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160903233916/@comment-28358106-20160904030320

Conrad smiles as the two get closer. "I may not get to the Crucible, but I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD, HOUND!!"

He draws his sword and is instantly upon Him. Hound reacts, blocking, but Conrad has the strength of a maniac, and pushes him back. He headbutts Hound and sends him staggering.

Hound finds his feet swept from under him, and he falls, flat on his back. The sole of his steel boot catches the God Blade as it comes whistling down with terrifying momentum. Conrad presses his sword down.

"What is it that you think is fair, Destroyer? Should I wait until the Crucible reaches Zhameria, or should I spare your wife and daughter the pain of watching the world come to - "

Conrad is cut off as another sound permeates the air.

The massive openings on the sides of the Crucible have stopped widening. Suddenly, with a resounding thud, enormous chains erupt from the mouths, flying down in an arc for several seconds before burying themselves in the ground.

One of them lands about a quarter of a mile away. It's titanic, over a hundred feet wide and thousands of feet long. They appear to be anchoring the Crucible...

The corrupted Palace beneath the tower begins to glow darkly, black and red energy swirling around it. With an echoing hum, it begins to gather at the very tip, on the bottom...