The smell of sulphur and acid slowly seeps to our noses; the meager amount of cloth that was left usable after the fray does not seem to be able to block the hideous stench. It feels like the air itself thickens, starting slowly to melt the exposed areas of our skin. Of course corpses have their own distinct odour, and truely one from such a huge pit lord like Brutallus would not be something easily left unnoticed, but this is something different.
Then the awakening roar is heard, bouncing eerily from the nearby walls. As we steel ourselves against the new threat, still weary and shivering from the previous encounter, the incarnation of the Legion's powers slowly ascends to the sky. The form of a skeleton dragon, just risen from death, starts sweeping over us in slow turns across the opening.
Madrigosa! What have they done to you?! Raised by the blood of Brutallus as a fel dragon, Felmyst. The pit lord was not lying indeed, now this really gets interesting. Not much for us to rescue here though, not like with Kalecgos or through the few means we got offered. So this will just be plain old revenge through battle, revenge for the dragon we got to know for only such a short time. Felmyst, you will meet your end through our hands, and fail to carry out the task of preventing us from continuing our venture onwards.
Loot from Felmyst:
