Running is NOT an option!

You choose to stand fast. You made a promise to Angel and now you intend to keep it. Pushing Angel down, you dodge the tentacles as they lash out toward you. Strangely, you feel as though the creature was moving slower then the last...or perhaps you're moving faster?

"I art thou..."

Gripping the chair leg tight in your right hand, you rush the creature before it can strike again, slamming it across the disturbing mask. You just didn't like how it was looking at you. This time your blow wasn't so pitiful. A shriek escapes the beast, though you've no idea where it's coming from. The mouth of the mask doesn't move.

"and thou art I..."

You prepare to strike again, but it doesn't let you. Two tentacles lash out, smacking you aside. It hurt...but not as much as you would expect. Your entire being feels charged with energy. Turning from you, its tentacles reach for Angel who backs into the corner fearfully. This would be its last mistake.

"Summon me and I shall come."

The energy inside of you wants out and you let it. The ghostly image from before bursts free from you, launching itself at the tentacled beast and bringing its sword down on the mask, hitting it with the handle. The mask cracks before shattering completely. The tentacles flail madly for a moment before going still, fading away.

You take one step toward Angel to see if she's alright before you feel faint. The next thing you know, it's all gone black.