NanaiSensei

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone?

After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps.



'It's do or die.'

Dungeon Raider System

As soon as the skinwalker adopted Medusa's form he spat a threat he thought would make the hunter's knees buckle, but the effect his words carried were very different from what it expected. More than instilling fear, Uriel became angry, maybe angrier than he'd ever been. The cryptid had no way of knowing it, even if it adopted Medusa's form, accessing her memories would still take some time.

Uriel gritted his teeth as his face became red in seething anger as he gazed at the skinwalker impersonating a Medusa, not for the fact that it dared mimic her but because she was wounded. That meant that when the cryptid got its hands on her skin, she was in that state.

"Where is she!?" Uriel roared, completely ignoring the hunters behind him.

"Who? Oh, this skinsuit? Why? Do you fancy her?" The skinwalker chuckled and touched itself to tease Uriel. It was one of the many tricks the skinwalker had up its sleeve, but it also didn't have the effect it expected.

Taken Part 1