Malar stood before the group, his captivating words having worked their magic, and the allure of celestial power had beckoned them to take the plunge into the unknown.
With a triumphant glint in his eyes, he declared, "You have made the choice to embrace the path of power. The Crimson Cult welcomes you."
The group nodded in agreement, their resolve solidified. They had accepted the deal that would grant them the power they had so ardently desired.
Malar beckoned for them to follow, his charismatic presence leading the way through the labyrinthine ruins.
They passed through dusty corridors and winding passages, their footsteps echoing against the ancient stones until they arrived at a large, open area bathed in the soft glow of sunlight.
