Remnants of the Sanctum Vol 4
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The voices have begun to whisper to me as I climb. I can feel a growing power before me and I am prepared to make it my own. My purpose. Creatures attack on all sides as I ascend, but the call here is too strong. I must know what it masks. I must. After several more close encounters with horrors, I reached the summit. The power was before me. It cried out for me. I will oblige its calls. I stepped forward into crumbled ruins on the island and found it.
An axe, thrumming with power - one very familiar to me. C'Axtal's Crusher was stuck in the ground. Beyond this, there was no sign of the Soulspeaker. With a heavy heart, I lifted his axe from the ground. Kaul had taken him for his sins.
But within seconds of touching the axe, the whispers resumed. The voice. It was clearer now. It sounded like C'Axtal, calling out. Pleading.
But behind that voice was another. Speaking at the edges of my mind, directly to me.
I had work to do. This place needed to be cleansed.