S2: Round Six Fight!

Crawling through the tunnel our heroes and companion finally see the sunlight at the very end. The three demonic pups help drag the worn triad out the last few feet and into the warm sunlight. Laying upon the ground right outside the hole, the mess of blood, bruises and cuts were very at much a display in the rays of the rising sun. After what seemed like an hour just sitting in the sunlight our boulder like hero looks over to see the his friend of great height sleeping, he reached over to wake him but the ladies hand pulled him back “ let him rest” she said “we have much to talk about”. As he looked back to her their eyes locked, a feeling swept over him, warm like a small flighty feeling, and as she smiled everything seemed OK, though he was sure it wasn’t. She began to question him of why they were in such trouble. Like a great mouth expulsion he began to weave the tale of trouble that had arisen in their first adventure, and how the seeking of the truth meant more to them than anything. She nodded her head understandingly. He paused back to were they had first come upon her presence. She looked back into his eyes the similar feeling growing, she took his hand as the both sat in silence for the moment. She leaned into our hunky hero and pressed her lips too his. As they locked in such a warm embrace a cold chill flushed down his back. The dogs began howling as a gauntly figure entirely cloaked in torn faded black cloaks seemed to float its way up the path. The sky darkened the closer he appeared. Why can’t out heroes ever seem to get a break? Who is this masked creature break more rainy sorrow? Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, Yes I know the muffin man…. If you do can you hook me up I need some baked goods for sure