Thirty Third Disraeli [Voice]

[the_icey_void]

-There is a chanting sound, Discedo. It is definitely Ice's voice, too. The tone of the words invokes something along the lines of apprehension, even fear. The language is indeterminable. Perhaps some ancient tongue of the tribe he once belonged to...

...It is soon interrupted. A familiar, horrifying series of subhuman noises are heard. Reavers.-

Running with monsters in shadow...

-Not long after, the sounds of combat begin.-