The Dark Ritual

The loud sounds of swords clashing and screams of death caused Skr'll to slowly regained consciousness in the dim confines of the jungle people's sickbay.

As she opened her eyes, she felt a sense of disorientation come over her. Her head throbbed with pain, and her body felt heavy and sluggish as she struggled to make sense of her surroundings.

The last thing she remembered was fighting Hero Hinnel with Demon Lord Abron then getting pierced by an attack she had not seen coming.

She wished she had been strong enough to sense such a attack from a mile off. She would need to get stronger if she hoped of being able to fight alongside Demon Lord Abron.

With a groan, she pushed herself upright, blinking away the remnants of sleep as she tried to focus her thoughts.

Her head was still scrambled into various pieces that it made her unable to think properly. She could feel her weakness and it more than irritated her than waking up in an unknown place.

"Where am I?" She asked herself.

She turn
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