You hear the summons and answer the call. Your mocking smiles fades instantly as a Glabrezu not Ur’thozz stands before you holding your foci. The party is no where to be seen. You hear the sounds of battle and screams echo from other places down a stone passage.
You look up at the Huge demon and the demon has two powerfully built dogs as big as you standing guard and a shadow demon hovering close by. Behind you is a silent unmoving statue of Azeron.
The Glabrezu’s eyes shine with glee as it recognizes you! “That whelp had YOU, the king of all Genies on his head and he still perished to my dogs…. HAHA I knew that Legate was holding out.”
“My first wish is to be healed to full hit points.”
You flinch as demons wounds close…..