He Falls (Part 4 - Final)

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Steeve and Speckles run back from defeating the guards. "Whoa, what happened to them!?" Steeve and Speckles shouted out simultaneously. "M-Marshall's s-summoned some sort of, beast." He forced out. Steeve squinted at Marshall. "Hmm." Steeve dashed at Marshal, crows appear, as he runs along. He leaped up, his fist in the air, he shouts out "Beasts Claw!" It echoes through the room, and he punches down at Marshall. As he did so, a claw appeared out of thin air and slashed at Marshal. Marshal slid back attempting to block with his arms. Steeve's Claws severely cut Marshal's arms. Steeve gave off a devilish smile. "May Jinight Guide me." He put his arms out, with his palms facing Marshal. "What are you boy?" Marshal glared at Steeve. "Oh me? I'm just the Friendly Neighborhood Nightmare." When he said nightmare, it turned into an extremely loud whisper. 

"Beast Summon, Cthulhu!" A massive pentagram appeared on the ground. The inside of the Pentagram turned black and began to bubble as Cthulhu rose from it. It let out a screech and it's tentacles Flailed about. Cthulhu stared at Marshal as he shook in fear. He stared up in horror as a large orb appeared just in front of Cthulhu's forehead. It shot at Marshal as a beam and it engulfed him. Reality rippled as it struck the ground where Marshal was standing. As the beam died down and vanished, it appeared to have vaporized Marshal. 

Steeve giggled and looked back to us with a big hug on his face. "I did it!" He cheered, and Speckles joined him by running up and hugging him. Nick had Ryan in his arms, Speckles had me, and Zoe held Aura. "Let's go." I slowly drifted to sleep as they began walking. I awoke to find myself in my Dorm, I sat up and looked around. Everything was how I left it. The papers on my desk stacked neatly, and my quill in it's ink pot normally. My Jewelry was all left in its case, glistening and shining. And my books were just as I left them. My gaze then shot to Aura. He was my roommate, and was standing beside my bed, looking out the window. He was shirtless and heavily bandaged. His arm was broken, and hanging in it's cast bandaged too. I looked down at my body and saw that bandages were covering my entire torso and arms, my hands were wrapped as well. 

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