“Will that platform hold you?” Eu-Dochas asked as the Skellet-Drache circled lower, heading toward a platform at the center of the temple.
It looks sturdy enough, Grave-fire replied as he skimmed the platform. You might want to get ready to jump, just in case it’s not as sturdy as I think. On the next circle, the eighty-foot-long skellet-drache touched down at the end of the platform and waited while the deathknight hopped down and ducked under the wings. Go, get the eggs. I’ll hop up to the top of the temple and wait for you.
“As you wish,” the Skeletal Knight replied as he walked down the platform, heading toward the half-open doorway at the other end of the platform. “I’ll be back soon.” The ancient scorched armor rattled as he approached the door and looked within.
What he saw would have surprised him, were he still capable of being surprised. The temple's inner chamber was pitch black, with only a few spots where flickering light broke the darkness. As he stepped through …
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