Den of monsters
The long-abandoned passageways of a mysterious old pyramid were now once again alive with commotion.
These hallways that had not seen a single 'living' soul were suddenly filled with numerous figures, both human and inhuman, locked in a battle of life and death laid witness to only by a misty darkness of eras long gone.
"ALMOST THERE!"
"Don't stop moving!"
"Jarek is injured, we need another set of hands here!"
"Go, I've got this!"
"How long!?"
The panic-stricken voices of a little more than a dozen individuals echoed in the hallways, coloured in by the heart-wrenching sniveling roars of the flood of deformed nightmare-inducing monstrosities that they had picked up along the way and brought with them to the heart of the pyramid.
The barbarians were standing with their backs against one another, and often times with some other things as well that managed to sneak their way into their ranks.