"So this it huh?" Philomena said.

"It appears so" Gret answered. We are currently standing in front of a huge gate. And by huge I mean that 11 men standing on each others shoulders could walk through. The gate itself appears to be made out of normal wood but when Philomena tried to blast it open she didn't even leave a scratch. That's one tough door.

Babbit whining and shaking like crazy, suggesting that something truly terrifying is behind that door. I gently pat Babbit to calm him down.

"Should we just go in?" Leo asked.

"I don't know, it may be a trap" Gret said with a concentrated expression. "What do you think Bastion?"

"An ambush is very likely. The moment we open the door we will probably get surrounded by a large nummer of enemies". I nod at Bastions words. While I don't know a lot about dungeons but I am familiar with that tactic. It's often used in games by both enemy NPC's and other players. I have used that tactic myself. Hide near an entrance with your allies and when the target enters quickly surround them and close of the entrance. Works best in closed areas. Very annoying when someone does that to you but highly efficient.

"I can send in a golem and check for enemies if you want" I suggest, I can still create 2 more after all.

"Excellent idea Ruth! Right Phi? Phi?" Oh fudge. We turn around. The door is open and the sound of metal clashing against each other and screams can be heard. "PHILOMENA!!" we shout with both panic and annoyance in our voices as we run after her.. But before I enter the room I remember Babbit. I gently put him down on the ground.

"I will go in now so wait until I say it's safe, ok?"

"Pyuun..." Babbit whines. I feel bad for leaving him but it's too dangerous. I head after the others

The room is surprisingly well lit. Up in the ceiling hangs a large chandelier and the walls covered in different beautiful patterns. If not for the various rotting corpses adorning the walls one could mistake it for something from a fairy tale. And in the middle of the room stands Philomena, surrounded by some of the most hideous things I've ever seen.

They've got a shape similar to that of a woman, all dressed in black dresses, but have sickly pale skin and large black eyes. Also, they ain't got no legs. They just hover above ground.

Where their lips should have been there are non and you can see all their sharp teeth. They also don't have any noses, just one large hole, and their black hair reaches their backs. In their hands they carry jetblack swords.

Name: None

Title: Five Dames of Death, Bride of His

Race: Wraith Dame

Level 186

HP 315

MP 150

Vit. 78

Str. 65

Dex. 50

Int. 40

Wis. 33

Char. 1

Luck 13

These ain't no small fry, no sir. They have more health and mana than the glutton trolls and the only stat where they aren't superior than them is strength, but they are still strong. One direct hit from one of them would probably kill me. This is bad, very bad.

The others have already joined Philomena in the fight. Gret lets out a terrifying battlecry and draws the attention of one of them. It charges towards him. He avoids it and tries to knock it back but it just goes through him. Damn, can it make itself intangible!? The wraith dame puts its hand on Grets chest and he is send into the wall. It appears that it can become solid again. It approaches him ready with its sword. I search for the others but they are just as busy handling the other ones. I need to help him!

I lunge a mana spear towards it and prays to god that it will work. It does. The wraith dame gets hit right between her, uhm, assets, and screams loudly. Before it can recover I cast a sealing rune right underneath it, which temporary stops its movements. Splendid!

((Rowan! I need you out here!))

"Of course mistress!" he shouts in response and suddenly appears right in front of me. He really strikes me as a knight in shining armor.

Rowan dashes towards the wraith dame and decapitates it without a moment of hesitation. Or at least he should have. His sword just passes right through it, just like Gret did earlier. Crap, it must have made itself intangible again!

"Rowan, get back!". He does as I command and jumps backwards, landing right in front of me. As he do the sealing rune loses its power and the wraith dame breaks free. She stares at me with clear hate burning in her soulless eyes. Suddenly seven arrows made out of black magic appears right above her. Before I have the chance to create a mana dome she fire them at me.

"Mistress!" Rowan shouts and embraces me while surrounding us with shields, just like in the fight with Philomena. But this time he also activates his new skill, Walking Fortress. When the projectiles hits us I can feel the earth shaking and loud explosions can be heard. S-s-s-scary! If that had hit me I would have died faster than a snowflake on the sun!

"Rowan are you ok?"

"I only acquired some minor injuries but nothing that can or will stop me from fighting, mistress" he answers. He releases his grip on me and and stands up. He grabs one of the shields and face towards the wraith dame. "Mistress, please stay here until the threat is exterminated" he say before he lunges towards the it once again, not leaving me a chance to protest.

"Bosss, let me help too. I can provide you some extra protection!" Morgana says.

((Ok)). I summon Morgana and she immediately surrounds me with her body. "Morgana, what are you doing?"

"Keeping you safe bosss. If you got hurt that blockhead over there would never forgive me and... I would never forgive myssself" she says while tickling my cheek with her tongue.

"I also wanna protect mama!" Zar shouts.

((No Zar, it's dangerous. You would not stand a chance against one of those attacks from before)).

"But I also wanna help! Zar loves mama more than anything! Even if I'm not strong I wanna be with mama and do what I can! Mama, please!"

((... Ok, Zar)).

"Thank you mama". I summon Zar out. He doesn't say anything and stands besides me in silence. We watch as Rowan battle. He's swiftly dealing blows and avoiding the wraith dames attacks. Sadly none of his hurts her. I fire mana spears from a distance and every time it seems like the wraith will come after me Rowan gets her attention again.

Philomena, Bastion and Leo have succeeded in slaying one and Gret is on his feet again fighting with them. When they get hurt I heal them and when they need to catch their breath I give them cover. But I still feel useless. Standing in a distance, firing spell after spell without risking anything myself and with people ready to die for me. I could use Ruler of Earth but... I'm scared. What if something worse than the curse of madness happens? It's to scary. I want to help them more, but there's nothing I can do...

"... sing..."

Huh? What was that? Am I starting to hear voices? And even if I were to sing, what good would it do? Nothing.

"... the song..."

Really, what is this voice? And what song? There are many songs and I doubt any of them would be helpful right now. This voice gotta be messing with me.

"... sing..."

I won't sing.

"Sing..."

It won't help!

"Sing!"

I said-!

"SING!!!"

The voice suddenly changes into a much deeper one and I can feel the hair- I mean feathers, on my neck standing up. It feels as if a volt of electricity goes through my body. Everything seems much clearer and my cloudy mind now feels like a clear pond. And somehow I know them. The words to the song. I don't know what they mean or what they do but I feel their power. And I need to let them out or else I might go insane.

I open my mouth and let the words out. All of them, at once. And I can feel how my body changes its form into my other one. Usually I would panic, not wanting to reveal my true identity as a monster but for some reason I don't. There's not a care in the word, as long as I get these words out.

I can feel everyones attention switching onto me. I'm in mid-transformation and it feels as if I am naked somehow. Maybe because I show so much of myself. I grow taller, and taller, and taller while my arms transform into wings and my mouth into a beak. Yet the words sound the same as they did in my humanoid form.

Ah, the wraith dames have stopped fighting. They approach me. Is it fear I spot in their eyes. Yes, but there is something more than that too. Awe perhaps. But I do not wish for it. Disappear.

The wraith dames instantly turn into dust. That's good. Ah, there's still so many words thats needs to be let out. Do I have the time? I don't think that even if I could sing to the end of time the song would end. But who cares? The song is beautiful.