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The ghosts instead attacked the group, managing to only wound Freya who barely felt the necrotic effects of their touch as she was naturally resistant to negative energy.
"Stay away from the Tear!", Luz exclaimed, shooting another arrow with the glyph of trapping vines at Malakia.
The count on the other hand raised a magical barrier to defend himself from the imminent blow and as before, shook off the trapping effect of the vines.
"Oh come on!", Luz huffed in frustration.
"Don't worry! I'll hold him back!", Amity exclaimed, summoning another abominable hand that trapped Malakia again.
"Really? Your patterns are quite repetitive!", commented the vampire, unimpressed.
"You'll see how repetitive they will be after we kill you!", Merren shouted, bombarding the specter in front of him with three beams of Eldritch Blast, a sword thrust and a psychic wave of Inspire Dread.
Freya proceeded to strike one of the wraiths, the weapon imbued with radiant energy and severely wounding it as Kain proceeded to join them.
Malakia in turn broke free again, sprinting towards the Tear.
The ghosts tried to attack the young adventurers but with little success.
The sound of something hitting a hard surface made them alarmed and they turned to see the vampire count reach for the sacred amber and proceed to break a piece of it with his sword.
"Damn! He won't take much to take a fragment! Let's take care of these nuisances and then think about the vampire!", said Freya, getting a nod from Luz who shot a blinding arrow at Kain.
The latter grunted, being hit in the side but shielding his eyes from the blinding light.
Amity on the other hand sent her hand to crush Malakia, who snorted in annoyance after being grabbed.
The witch immediately after generated a magical circle in Kain's direction, the flame on the tip of her index finger swirled quickly, becoming pure burning energy and being channeled into a lethal purple ray she threw it at the knight.
The latter saw the attack coming and, moving to the side, avoided the beam which dissipated in the air.
"Oh dang it! It was my most powerful spell!", Amity snorted, frustrated.
"Don't worry! I won't let him get any closer to us!", Merren exclaimed, bombarding him with three beams of Eldritch Blast and harming his mind with Inspire Dread.
The paladin grunted in pain as the rays hit his joints and the psychic wave penetrated his mind, causing him to scream.
Glaring at the bard with hatred, Kain pointed his symbol at the latter, ready to use Dominate Person but the spell was suddenly countered by his Counterspell.
Unfortunately, however, what happened next marked their fate as with two final blows of his weapon, Malakia broke a fragment of the Tear which he instantly took after freeing herself from the grip of Amity's hand.
With a sneer he turned to the adventurers with a bow.
"My valiant heroes, it has been a pleasure to play with you but my kingdom awaits me! I will softly remember your desperate faces when I rise to be the undisputed sovereign of these lands! See you soon or if my trusty Kain survives this fight, goodbye!"
In an instant his figure vanished through the Dimension Door under the defeated gazes of the four adventurers.
Suddenly a scream of pain rent the air.
Luz clutched her chest tightly as she fell to her knees, hurt by the necrotic touch of one of the wraiths.
"Luz!", Amity exclaimed, terribly worried as the Latina took the bow and aimed it directly at the ghost and with a shaky shot, she released an arrow with a glyph of light.
Unfortunately, her strength failed and the arrow was thrown well above the ghost's head, sticking into the ground.
The witch of abominations was furious and, generating a magic circle, she hurled five fiery rays at the specter which destroyed it instantly.
Merren on the other hand was in the throes of a nervous breakdown, an ongoing fit of temper.
His spellmark lit up, burning as hot as his fury.
Pointing his wand at Kain, the bard's eyes bore into him with a fiery gaze.
"I'll kill you!!!", he shouted, hurling an enhanced fireball at him up to the fifth circle.
The explosion engulfed him, causing him to scream at the top of his lungs as the fire seared his undead flesh and melted his armor.
Freya ran up and with a leap raised her halberd, showering it with a Divine Smite.
The blade fell on Kain's head, splitting him in half with a deafening roar and a bright flash, his body fell to the ground, broken in two up to the waist while the paladin with a quick move plunged the tip of the weapon into the last remaining specter causing it to explode.
Luz took deep breaths, the necrotic energy still plaguing her body as Amity rushed to her side.
Dorvalur arrived a few minutes later, running at breakneck speed into the tunnel.
"The vampires are retreating! The grove is safe! You are fine!? Is the Tear of the Goddess...safe?", asked the Firbolg, approaching the room and then showing a worried look, eyeing the young adventurers.
They were hurt and their looks were defeated and embittered.
"Oh by the Goddess... what happened?"
That day was... heavy to say the least. Freya, wounded and with her heart swollen with pain, saw the dozens of remains of those fallen at the hands of the vampiric horde, bundled in brown leather bands, being arranged in a row and ready for a fiery funeral. This was not how the dead were honored in the circle, they wer...
The scarlet moon in the sky was completely full, marking the fateful night of the ritual.
The vampires were on their way to the chapel of blood where dozens of them had already gathered, ready to sing the blasphemous songs in the tome of Azoth.
A satisfied smile painted Malakia's face as he submerged the shard of the Tear of the Goddess in the fountain of blood and raised the staff.
The ruby embedded within it lit up with the same glow as the scarlet moon as the ritual began.
In the meantime, at Pearlpoint, the four young adventurers were also engaged in their own ritual in preparation for the final battle.
Freya smeared the Oil of Sharpness on her halberd, a fine ebony belt of the Fire Giant's Strength from Kain's corpse was tied around her waist.
Luz was writing glyphs into her arrows, one of Daylight, two of Fireball, and one of Wall of Fire.
Amity placed the ivory Wand of the War Mage on her hip as she concentrated on a spell Darius had taught her some time ago, her body returning to its normal state.
Merren sheathed the sword given to him by the Lord of Owls and the ebony wand as he began to create the Circle of Teleportation, remembering the symbols that led to Malakia's castle.
After it was finished, the group quickly passed it and when they were on the other side, they saw the sign that the ritual had begun thanks to an ominous spiral of scarlet energy coming from beyond the castle.
Offering nods of understanding, they proceeded to climb onto the palismen and the broom of flying and then disguise themselves.
Merren casted Invisibility as a fourth circle spell, causing himself, Amity, and Freya to disappear while Luz used one of her own glyphs.
"Let's go! Let's stop this madness once and for all!", Freya commented, soaring into the air.
They flew over the castle, reaching the chapel where they saw it being protected by dozens of vampiric guards.
"Mh, Fireball?", proposed Merren.
"Oh yes! Now I have a glyph like that too!", exclaimed Luz, quite enthusiastic.
"On the count of three then," said the half-elf.
"One," he said, pointing his index finger at the horde.
"Two," Amity generated a magic circle, in turn pointing her index finger where an intense purple flame was created.
Luz shot an arrow and in an instant three large explosions of fire overwhelmed the vampiric guards, devastating much of the ground and reducing them all to ash as well as permanently alerting Malakia inside the chapel.
Balthazar eyed the entrance, narrowing his eyes while the rest of the vampires remained unperturbed, continuing to chant the blasphemous song.
"Balthazar be kind and shield us from their intrusion," said the Count.
The drow vampire nodded, raising a Wall of Force around himself and Malakia.
The doors flew open, revealing the figures of the four heroes who rushed in.
Luz aimed the arrow at the staff, releasing it in a quick shot.
To her surprise she saw it bounce off an invisible wall as the glyph of light exploded, generating a giant sphere of sunlight that proceeded to burn any vampire except for Malakia and Balthazar.
"Fuck! Wall of Force! That spell is almost impenetrable!", commented Merren, irritated.
"Is there any way around it?" Amity asked, alarmed.
"Either we teleport inside or we destroy it with a spell composed of a ray of high magical concentration like Disintegrate!", replied the bard.
"Ray of high magical concentration, huh?", said the witch, raising an eyebrow and then pointing her finger towards the dome and generating a magic circle, proceeded to create a flaming beam of energy directed towards it.
This surprised Balthazar quite a bit as he saw the beam completely shatter the wall of force as if it were made of glass.
Immediately the sunlight burned both him and Malakia who grunted in annoyance.
Taking advantage of the moment, Merren fired an Eldritch Blast at the staff which, hitting it with all three beams, shattered it before the amazed eyes of Malakia and Balthazar.
He saw the shattered staff fall into the pool of blood, trembling black claws reaching towards the remains as a wave of pure hatred and anger enveloped him.
"Thats enough! I have been patient to the point of exasperation!", he shouted and then casted Dispel Magic on the sphere of sunlight, dissolving it.
"Balthazar! You know what to do! The fallback ritual!", he exclaimed and then took a vial and drank it all in one gulp, throwing the glass on the ground and shattering it.
A knowing look painted the drow vampire's face while under the perplexed gaze of the adventurers as they saw a dagger with a wavy blade being pulled out.
"I pledge my soul to you Fallen Angel, Father of Undeath, may our sacrifice of blood and souls give us recognition in your unholy light! Bind us to your true champion! Our Vampire Monarch!", he exclaimed while under the amazed and horrified gazes of the adventurers he pierced his own heart, falling into the pool of blo...
Immediately a tornado of blood exploded as all the vampires present began to levitate, the macabre vision of their blood being siphoned from their bodies and directed towards the tornado as Malakia's figure was absorbed into it.
Merren sighed heavily.
"Fuck... mass ritual suicide?"
The tornado ceased, revealing the figure of an enhanced Malakia, scarlet eyes burning like embers as he was surrounded by a scarlet vampiric cloud.
"I will consume you under the light of this scarlet moon!", he shouted, making the walls of the chapel tremble.
"In the meantime consume this fireball!", Luz shouted, shooting an arrow with a fire glyph at him.
Malakia caught the arrow only to receive a fiery blast right in the face.
Luz grinned, only to be left with a look of disappointment as she saw that the vampire was mostly unharmed.
"Pathetic!", he exclaimed, enveloping Luz in a bloody aura that crushed her, flooding her with necrotic energy and with a scream of pain telekinetically pulling her towards him.
Seeing this, Amity's eyes widened as a surge of anger overwhelmed her.
"Take your filthy hands off my Luz!" she screamed, her eyes lighting up a menacing purple.
Suddenly her body changed into an amalgam of abomination and fire, reaching an abominable form similar to that of Darius.
"Tsz, that trivial trick won't help you," Malakia commented, throwing the Chill Touch cantrip at her.
A ghostly clawed hand clawed at her arm, bathing her in necrotic energy but making her grunt just a little.
Merren took a deep breath, crossing his arms and letting the Lord of Owls" power flow through him, allowing him to cast the Otherworldly Form spell.
Opening his eyes, they became golden embers as black wings bloomed from his back as he used the Lord of Owls" Blessing, generating an aura of sunlight around him.
With a leap he flew towards the vampire, followed by Freya who climbed onto the Broom of Flying, ready to strike the vampire with her weapon.
She slashed and stabbed at him, and although her blade hurt him somewhat, she found that the radiant energy of her Divine Smite was tempered, which angered her somewhat.
On top of that, she felt the necrotic energy of her vampiric cloud hurt her every time she struck the vampire, luckily the damage was light thanks to her own natural resistance.
Malakia on the other hand proceeded to hit the paladin with four slashes of his Bloodsong, enhanced with Booming Blade Cantrip.