"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
It was a loud, blood-curdling scream that violently ruptured the throat of the woman echoing endlessly through the damp oppressive stalactites of the subterranean cavern.
The sheer power of the shriek alerted all of the other scattered members of the Death Cult residing within the cavernous underground chamber, prompting every single one of them to snap their heads toward the source of the disturbance.
"Those two are escaping! The prime nourishments for our god are runn—"
The woman's fanatical warning was abruptly and brutally cut short as a sleek silver longsword shot through the dim lighting like a railgun projectile.
It impaled her directly squarely in the center of her forehead, completely exploding her head apart in a grotesque shower of crimson and bone fragments.
The sheer kinetic force of the blade pinned the gruesome, unrecognizable remnants of her skull directly to the jagged stone wall behind her.
