Power of Voraxis
"Voraxis"
As the Intruders ventured further, an ominous undercurrent began to taint the air. The once-subdued music grew discordant, the gentle rustling of leaves now resembling an eerie whisper. An unsettling chill crept down their spines, a foreboding sign of the imminent transformation.
From the heart of the garden, a gnarled tree-like figure emerged, its roots seeming to meld with the very earth it stood upon. Its trunk twisted and contorted, resembling a grotesque fusion of bone and bark. Thorn-filled branches extended like sinister appendages, their razor-sharp tips glistening malevolently in the dim light. As if driven by an unholy force, the branches converged upon the entrance, wrapping around the door with an almost living intent.