the crush
Its gentle glow glimmers against stone and sweat, sealing wounds and dulling aches. Broken skin knits. Bruised lungs breathe easier. The weight pressing down on their spirits lifts just enough to make standing possible again.
And then the earth moves. From beneath the carcass of the dead Webvex, a sound like teeth grinding through granite splits the air. The bait has been taken.
But the wyrm does not come through
Both Jack ’s magic and Noah ’s divine strikes lash out—but the wyrm shifts at the last second. Their attacks carve through empty air, missing by inches. The wyrm’s long neck whips back around and opens its maw, sending a blast of compressed, void-tainted air straight for Noah.
It misses, but barely—splitting the tunnel wall behind him with a sickening crack, leaving spiderweb fissures that glitter faintly with voidlight.
And then—gone again. The tunnel rumbles.
Your randomly assigned posting order is
Hadama HP: 621/800 **armour cooldown
Jack HP: 240/300 **armour cooldown
Noah HP: 434/580
Sah HP: 577/610 **armour cooldown
Mirewyrm: 48/888
Webvex: 0/888 **killed by Noah for levelling purposes
Remember to include a summary at the bottom of your post with all action taken. If weapons/upgrades/abilities/items/shifts/etc are used, please include their desc. from your profile at the bottom of your post as well.
REMEMBER: KQs are rewarding but dangerous. They may cause death and/or permanent changes to your characters.
Mirewyrm (Rare): The Mirewyrm is a colossal void entity, vaguely serpentine and dragonlike, that tunnels through stone as though the rock were liquid. Its body is plated in black, semi-metallic scales that shimmer with deep-space reflections, constantly shifting and rearranging like something unfinished. It has no eyes, and its mouth opens sideways in a jagged, spiral maw—a gateway rather than a mouth, lined not with teeth, but with coiling tendrils of voidlight and gravity.
Webvex (Rare): A massive, void-corrupted spider that stalks The Crush, the Webvex is an ethereal predator capable of phasing in and out of reality. Its translucent, oil-slick body pulses with alien constellations, and its many limbs jitter with unnatural, twitching grace. Where a face should be is a single, spiralling maw that consumes sound, memory, and reason. It spins crystalline void-webs that cling to magic, thought, and flesh alike.







