The Doomed -(Don't lock please.)

[Dark Drago Dragonite]

"Maybe, indeed, yes positively", said Neillo. "But pages can be, in fact, thorn from the time, but that is definitly a good plan if everyone is okay with it, of course", said Neillo.

He was frozen in time. He was now, a statue. The Great Huss, a statue worshipped by inferior creatures. Or at least, his body was. They didn't freeze his mind. And The Huss was having things his way. He could control the most dangerous yet most easy to manipulate of those pesky trolls to wreck chaos... And there was only one he had in mind...


((Dun.
Dun.
Duuun.))

[exitiumErue [EE]]

(Oh creaking gog NOOOOOO!!!!
Uhhh
Dunno how to respond to that...)

[DistructionCahill!]

The Glitchmaster managed to quicken up his speed a bit, and managed to the entrance.

"Am I late?" he asked, looking up to see Neillo and the others.

[Dark Drago Dragonite]

((Place your bets- who is gonna be used?))
Neillo was relieved. "Thank goodness! Now it shall all go as predicted, hopefully, yes in fact!", said Neillo, relieved.

The Huss found it hard to concentrate with those inferior beings glubbing and naking. The one he had in mind wasn't close enough... But he would be soon enough.

Clinkt looked at the Sand Clock once again. For the first time, he was surprised -the time had changed, dramatically. They would all die from one similar reason, that Clinkt couldn't find out yet

[exitiumErue [EE]]

Eralti frowned looking at Neillo "Neillo, Something is not right..." She asked tilting her head to one side. She closed the book "wait... No... NO NO NO!" She dropped and curled into a ball "LEAVE US ALONE!" She screeched. Every troll knew that her madness often predicted things that were about to happen, and any troll who was aware of the omnipresent 'Huss' and her reactions to his inevitable intervention, knew he was watching.

Damara frowned " go I must," she said curtly and fled the place, she had to live long enough to fulfil particular requirements.

[DistructionCahill!]

The Glitchmaster lurched back when Eralti fell.
He remained silent, in slight fear, withdrawing his weapon and preparing himself.

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Even The Bravehearted could hear Eralti's screech.
She sat there, trapped, but keeping her cool. Everyone had to die anyways, right?

[Dark Drago Dragonite]

"Oh no, no no no no not again! I thought we froze him!", said Neillo, now freaking out. Everyone was now very far away, they couldn't warn anyone! And who would it be, the one controlled?

The Huss concentrated... Yes... The one he wanted stopped right where he wanted. That would be more powerful, but her mind was superior. To that guy... His mind was inferior. That guy... No. That one... His mind was a mystery, but it was easy to control. Huss was one of the only that knew his name... But one wouldn't do alone. That one had already been aware of his presence, but... It was a worth shot. The Huss concentrated, trying to control their minds.

Clinkt looked at the Sand Clock. The Huss... That guy again... Clinkt focused, trying to protect his mind from any intruders, but it was too late.

T2H2 beeped scaredly. "Something is wrong", grunted Denalo. Resoaa looked around. Hmpff. No enemies around. It had to be one that could control psychic power.

[exitiumErue [EE]]

Eralti looked up her eight pupils specks in her left eye, the single in her right the size of one of her eight normally, she had cracked "who, who, WHO WILL IT BE THIS TIME!?" She cackled <think Gamzee rampage with more giggling and insanity and less killing -if you are lucky-> she fell back her mind was always fragile but fear and stress make it crack, and it seemed this time she wouldn't come back "no, no, no, this will not do, IT IS TAKING TO LONG! If it wants to kill us, KILL US ALREADY!" She giggled wildly her voice seeming to send a form of schlock waves tgrough the ground, and every troll who had seen her snap before knew it meant she had snapped again, but the strength implied she was to far gone.

[Dark Drago Dragonite]

"Oh god oh god oh god", muttered Neillo. He was the weak one! The weakest of all! How was he supposed to do something? He thinked on a good strategy, but none was acceptable. And then, he remembered the words Denalo said to him once. You are only weak because you believe you are weak. You can be the strongest of all."If that is him, if he wants to kill us -it would happen anytime- then kill us already. Don't waste your time, Huss", muttered Neillo.

The Huss laughed. Ooh, Mr. Scaredy-Tiger being brave? Haha!

"Hey! Moron! I don't care how you kill us. Kill us with honor, at least!", growled Denalo to the skies.

Clinkt fell to his knees, as the Sand Clock hit the ground and broke. He was mentally fighting with The Huss, and losing.

The Huss liked that suggestion. "Very well... If you'd like to die that fast... I'll send the miles...", he chuckled. The Huss, with a strike of strenght, broke the rock he was frozen, but only enough to release his arm. Lines that changed colour escaped from the ring on his finger. "You can't escape the miles", laughed The Huss maniaclly.

Clinkt's reptiles friends knew what was going to happen. The only way to escape was to run. But they didn't want to leave their friend alone... But the profecy had to be completed.

[exitiumErue [EE]]

Eralti froze a moment before standing straight "all Choroa fall like this, madness consumes all yet we are known for golden blood," she muttered smirking, picking up the book she made a few final scribles, and, using her insanity to 'override' the chests she locked it into Zee's chest before letting all logic leave her, slowly, she could feel what was next and stepped over to Neillo and hugged him "th-the miles, all I see is red like mutant blood, filling the skies." She whispered a tear rolling down her cheek <insert unknown -likely flushed/pale- history XD>"I'm sorry for the trouble I caused but we aren't getting out of this one," she said and though there was no way for her to be sane again it was clear she was wavering in and out.