Act 8.3

Belksasar nods to Illanis, she in turn says something to Leshanna; a wall of undergrow rises up surrounding the crusaders, while Illanis releases smoke bombs covering her escape; everyone slips unseen out of a window, sindriel conjures so that everyone can fall slowly without getting hurt, a voice is heard from the room where they escaped: "please, this is not necessary".

The storm has not stopped, and it is getting stronger, lightning soon begins, and the inhabitants of this city who are finally present come out to see what is happening, completely unaware of these events.

There is noise near the place, it is strange, but nobody chases the crusaders, they move looking to find out what is happening and arrive at a port, everyone points towards the water, something seems to shake, out of nowhere a bang is heard on the water followed by a slingshot that makes the unsuspecting fall, in the middle of a sphere of red energy several beings levitate that seem to come out of a nightmare.

Humanoids with tight clothing to the body, so much so that some parts seem to be sewn down to the skin, they carry artifacts nailed to their resistant and pale bodies; I could not identify that they belong to any race, their skin gives way to pieces of exposed living flesh that drip blood, but it does not seem to cause them pain.

One of them takes the first step, walks on the water, goes directly to Belksasar, "here is our concierge, I must thank you for this gift and leave the door open" he says in a mocking tone which makes Belksasar's eyes light up like fire, "well, will you continue on our side what do you plan to do?".

Beings native to this plane come flying in ready for battle. "Make a wise decision," a voice sounds in Belksasar's head.

What will Belksasar decide?