100 Day One

"SB behind you!"

CLAAAANNNGGG

Bloop Bloop

SWAAAAANNG

"Die you bastards!"

KLLAAAASSSHHHH

The glorious sounds of war adorned and worshiped the ever growing bloody battlefield. Encompassing all sides of the mountain, the sounds of suffering and mutilation sang a composition which summoned Death itself to grace the onslaught. 

Gleefully it observed from the side lines as agony and despair spread among the waves and waves of monsters furiously trying to capture the Tomb Of The King. 

SB and I had started this fight almost immediately after arriving onto the tenth floor and it's been continuous since. We were not allowed a moment's respite as a variety of monstrous horrors swung their weapons at us, bared their fangs, and casted their pitiful magic.

All aiming for our life.

Normally this would be a dire situation if I was alone on this floor, but there were many factors in place that prevented that right now.