Draco took off towards the last five remaining group members. They had just entered the room and were being slowed down by his Threads. Without wasting time, Draco ran up to the first one, transformed his Tactical Knife into the War Sword and sliced clean through their legs. The man screamed even before he fell from his now disconnected shins, dropping his sword in the process.
Draco canceled his Cloaking and stood at the opposite side from the now legless Striker. When all the faces were looking at him he knocked twice on the wall behind him. Instantly a wall opened behind the 4 remaining men, and another opening across from the previous one. Draco watched with a smile as Brutis lunged in, biting onto the man's stumps and flung the man into the adjacent wall, where they both disappeared. Everyone turned around and that's when Draco struck.
Draco sprinted to the left side where the healer had his hands outstretched in an attempt to help his fallen party member. Draco raised his sword, and brought it down onto the healer's wrists, severing them completely. The man's staff, as well as his hands fell to the ground. The man screamed before trying to run away. Without pause, Draco slashed him on the back and leaving a deep wound. as he was falling to the ground, a hole opened and he was swallowed.
Everyone watching looked on in horror as a Striker worked alongside the monsters. "You traitor!" the leader screamed as he sprinted towards Draco, forgetting all about his party and how he was the Tank as well as the Party Leader. Draco jumped backwards and the Tank continued to follow, that's when Draco reached a wall and knocked while yelling, "NOW!" The Tank didn't care what his words meant, as he continued to attack Draco with his shields.
Back at the last two remaining group members which were a spear user and a Mage, all the walls around them, from the floor to the ceiling, started opening. Dozens of muscle mutts attacked, biting into them enough to incapacitate them, however they didn't kill. Draco could feel the pain boiling inside of him again, however it was less this time. Almost like the door was cracked open but not busted down.
He had to finish this or he would kill everyone here. Quick, like a viper, Draco jumped to the Tanks left, slicing at his ankles, however the man's shield was guarding his ankle before Draco could even come close to it. Draco knocked and Brutis came out of a wall behind the tank, however the Tank understood what the knock meant by now and turned, bashing the face of the muscle mutt with his shield.
However in his excitement, he had turned his back and gave Draco the perfect shot. He slashed his blade deep into the Tank's neck, severing his spinal cord. Instantly the Tank dropped to the floor. Draco quickly cast his healing abilities on him and Brutis took him away, as if to say. "We will keep him alive till you come to claim him."
Draco was grateful and returned to the Doors boss room. "Come this way!" The minotaur had already shrunk to his 7 foot tall stature and was guiding Draco into a small room inside the backside of his throne. "You will be safe inside this room, I will make sure no one that steps foot into my Domain brings harm to you. I swear it upon my name." a window appeared but Draco had already blacked out before he could read it.