Cyrus slowly awoke to hear the sound of chanting all around him. The words were indistinctive but Cyrus knew there was something to do with a God. As he slowly came out of his disorientation he realised he was in a cave. The dark and dankness of the cave gave Cyrus the impression it was under the ground. Sharp spikes of water hung from the ceiling and stuck out of the floor. The coldness of the cave must of frozen them like this...it must of took centuries to form Cyrus thought. He looked around some more, before noticing he was on his back, pinned to a wall. Hooks had been appropiatly placed so that they hung him from a wall in a cross formation, with his arms out spread and his legs straight and together. They held Cyrus up above an array of Spikes below him. He gasped and tried not to move. The once brave and powerful warrior...now a prisoner in this Cess pit of spikes. He looked around some more and noticed some candles giving off light. He turned his head and saw the Reptiles worshipping a piller to his left. He counted 5 Reptiles and then turned his head to the right...another 5 worshipped a seperate piller. Then he noticed the thing he should of noticed when he first awoken. Exactly opposite him was a wall. The wall was the same colour as all the others but in the center of it was a round metal ring. Hyrogliphics seemed to be carved on the ring. But the thing that amazed him the most was the water behind it, it didn't seem as if there was anything holding the water but it simply stayed there. Calm...not moving at all. Cyrus felt a slight twinge in his right leg. The other pain in his body seemed to of seized and now all centered around his leg. A uttered a low growl and closed his eyes. Concentrating on the pain to disapear but he failed. The pain still bit down in his leg. A trickle of blood ran down from the cut that he had sustained on his leg and hung of his boot for a couple of seconds, before finally dropping off. But not like a normal drop would. This one fell and then immediatly went on a course towards the water. It sped across the dark cave like it would if it dropped vertically. Cyrus watched intrigued to what might happen next, but the drop of blood was disturbed by the clawed paw of his hunter. A loud screech echoed from its mouth and suddenly the walls and ceilings started to move. Reptilious creatures emerged from holes in the walls, scuttling on the walls and leaping to the ground. Evoiding the sharp spikes that could possibly impale them. The creatures on the ceiling chittered amongst themselves before leaping to the walls and then down to the floor. They did this amazingly, it was like they were defieing gravity. Cyrus was astonished. Then they all seemed to crowd together. All in one tight group they stood. Snarling and snapping at each other, screeching and chittering. Some times the odd scratchy laugh would arise from the noise. Then silence fell. It was as if death cloak fell upon the creatures, silencing them for eternity. But then Cyrus noticed the leader holding his arm up in a protest for the noise to halt. Noises ceased to exist and Cyrus watched intrigued as the leader walked over to the circle on the wall. It was massive. Cyrus underestimated how big it actually was until he compared it with the actual Reptil stood in front of it. It took up half of the wall and it looked as if the water could all of a sudden break from the circle and rush outwards. Drowning all in its path. But it never, instead it stayed calm and didn't even ripple. The Reptile stood in front of the water and spoke in its native tongue to it. Slowly the water started to spin. Like a whirl pool on the wall. The blue coloured water span, faster, faster. The leader turned its head and screeched. The screech was loud and raspy. Like a rusty saw on some metal. The crowd of Reptiles parted into two groups, making a little walk way inbetween them. Cyrus was watching intrigued by what was going to happen next. Two large creatures slowly emerged from the base of the walk way. They dragged a Mudokon by the legs towards the giant circle. The Mudokon looked around 18 and was unconcious from what Cyrus could see. Plumes of different colours sprouted from his head. And slowly bumped on the cold hard cave floor. The creatures stopped and bowed before the whirling water and then picked the Mudokon up by the arms and held him towards it. Electricity slowly emerged from the middle of the water and started shooting out in different directions. Sometimes hitting one of the creatures in the crowd, which made them collapse and go into a mad fit. This was short lived however and they slowly regained control of their body. Finally a bolt of electricity hit the Mudokons chest. One bolt attracted another. Those two attracted 2 more. Until an array of electricity wrapped around the poor creature like a Python around its prey. The two creatures holding the Mudokon slowly backed away and again bowed. this time getting on one knee and holding their position. The Mudokon was held in status for a while before slowly been dragged inwards towards the water. The water seemed to part for his small body and as he approached the inside, slammed shut. Making his body get dragged and pushed around by the force of the water. Cyrus noticed the creatures eyes open wide to reveal black eyes. The black was the blood of the Mudokon and more of it emerged. Streams of blood escaped the continuesly battered body. The electricity still wrapped around the victim and slowly tore limbs off. Making the water go black with blood...until Cyrus could see no more. And then the blood slowly formed into a shape. Many shapes in fact. But they all slowly came together to make the form of a God-like creature. The God Cyrus studied the most:
Obitus...the Dragon God of Death
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