Maruc guessed at what was causing the problem, the magic weapons. “Run to the west door and bar it Nicolai! It can detect magic somehow. It’s after the sword. I must save Feldard if I can.”
“Maruc, that sounds like a plan! Exit via the south door, and I’ll meet up with you later!” Nicolai quickly rans for the west door.
Forgetting trying to slow the creature, the priest ran over to the fallen warrior. With a great heave of effort, he hoisted the dwarf to his shoulders and ran to the south door. Yanking it ajar, he dumped the body unceremoniously into the corridor and shouted for Miklos and Saeth.
Miklos followed shouted command of the priest and understood what he meant. Then he saw Feldard’s enchanted axe on the floor and had an idea of how he might distract the bone creature enough for Nicolai to escape.
He waited until Maruc had hauled his burden out of the chamber then ran over scooped up the axe. He tried to think of some great battle cry that he had read in a book somewhere, “Oi! Um Excuse me….”, He waved it about in a poor imitation of Feldard and effected a ‘Dwarf-like’ grimace. His intention was to attract its attention and flee the moment it turned to chase through the door Maruc was holding open.
Saeth continued wrestling with the demon’s legs. The foolish boy, she thought to herself. An axe may be an awkward, ungainly weapon, but dancing around with it like that was certainly not going to work any better than usual!
“Bring that thing back here, Miklos! If you’re not going to use it properly, let me!” Under her breath, she continued, “as properly as an axe is ever used in battle, anyway.”
The skeletal menace paid no attention whatsoever to the dancing spellcaster clad in Siswa robes. It only concerned itself with chasing after Nicolai. The youth was fast and managed to reach the door before getting cut to shreds.
Suddenly, the only souls remaining in the chamber were Saeth and Miklos. But the creature did not come after them. Instead, the thing paused, turned around and marched back to its original position behind the altar.
Outside the chamber, Maruc knelt down next to his dieing friend, and shook his head sadly. Maruc calmed himself to call forth Halav’s healing powers to call him back from the dark path. His most critical wounds started to mend themselves, and the dwarf slowly started to stir back to consciousness.