Welcome to the crazy. (Actually, at the moment, it's rather serious!)

"Would you prefer I sent them back?"

"Why?"

A distant rumble of thunder is heard, echoing for no reason.
"He's not that tough."

She shrugs. "Maybe I'm wrong."

Thunder continues to be heard, black storm clouds approaching slowly.

She listens. "Hm..."

"What?"

"What call was that? And to whom?" Stonepaw asks, as lightning begins to strike.

Sekatoul's new limb was formed from many claws, just growing from the others. "Dark souled one. You are going to die. Painfully. As painfully as one such as I can manage." He said, facing Dasious with his eyes closed. The mass of claws began to grow up and over his head, the pointy ends facing Dasious.

Dasious, to his credit, was feeling a little surrounded. He disappeared, only to reappear in the exact same spot. "What?!" He faced Sekatoul. "What did you do?!"

"I said... You will... Die!" Sekatoul opened his eyes. The pupils were enlarged, making his eyes look pure black.

Dasious started chanting, his hands glowing bright yellow.

A cart pulled by two goats comes up to where Dasious is, and an old man steps out, petting the goats, before turning to look at Dasious.

Dasious continued to chant, the yellow glow turning into to golden hexagons around each hand.

Sekatoul pointed the mass of claws at the ground. "Ground Claw." he said, and the claws shot into the ground.

Sekatoul grinned. "I think so as well. Been a long time since I had a good meal. Too long." He looked over at Dasious, who was still chanting. "Impale." Ten claws shot up from the ground, straight where Dasious was.

Dasious pointed a hand at the ground, and the claws hit the gold hexagon. They stopped, pushing against it. Dasious chanted louder. It sounded like a large spell. The hexagon around his free hand began to grow.

Dasious stopped chanting and laughed. "Fools! I will not be defeated!" He said, and held his hand up high. The golden hexagon shimmered, and flashed brightly. Behind Dasious, a huge crack in the earth began to open up. "Now, you shall all die!"

"The dark souled one is summoning something. No matter. It will die just like he will." Sekatoul said, as the claws returned to him. He started to turn to mist again. "Slice up, I think. Yes, that's the best way." He said before he fully faded.

He was nearly fully into the madness. "Maybe, maybe, but the dark souled one is looking more delicious by the second..." The shields above them shifted, and the spikes slid down. No more spikes fell from the sky, and those shields turned to mist as well.

The ground began to shake, as the crack in the earth started to glow the same golden yellow as the hexagon. Dasious started chanting again.

A pair of completely black eyes formed in front of him. "I won't- I won't attack foolishly... foolishly... The child, the little children could be... be damaged, hurt, killed. I will protect them." The eyes faded, and disappeared.

A huge shadowy set of claws reached out of the crack in the earth.

"Hate? Hate, yes hate is bad... But the darkness calls- calls me louder than before. I am... Hungry, yes, hungry. Too long. It has been far too long." Sekatoul sounded at least semi-under control, but still in the madness.

The creature that pulled itself from the ground was huge, far to large to have actually come from the crack in the ground. Its body was black, covered in mystic symbols, glowing gold. It had huge, golden lights where the eyes would be. It had no mouth as far as anyone in front of it could tell. And around its neck was a chain of light blue light, sort of smoky, as if it only partially existed. "Eroth. Destroy them. Leave the little girl for me. You can have this plane if you succeed." Dasious said, in an obvious Voice. Of. Command. The monstrous Eroth roared, and a few of the mountains behind it simply shatter.