Far away from Falador, in a frozen cavern where the god wars still raged, an injured Saradominist knight struggled to prop himself up against the cavern wall. All around him, the battle raged, although, he had noted that the other combatants seemed in high alert, and paused between their swings and parries to look around, their eyes scanning for anyone suspicious. To them, an injured combatant, be he enemy or foe, was of little concern... or at least was until he propped himself up against the wall that bore the symbols of Zamorak, Bandos, Saradomin and Armadyl. As he did that, the fighting halted, and all eyes fell on him.
A few, sharper witted of the warriors, particularly a handful of werewolves and Aviantsie rushed toward the knight. But it was already too late.
Shedding the guise of an injured knight, Sliske revealed his true form to the combatants. As he had anticipated, they stopped, it was only for a moment, but that moment was enough for him to call forth the six barrow brothers, who charged straight into the midst of the battle. The barrow brothers wouldn't be able to hold back the soldiers of the third age for long, but they could hold them long enough for Sliske to accomplish his mission. Producing a small key from his robes, the mahjarrat ignored the battle raging behind him, and quickly unlocked the door in front of him, and held it open. Behind him, he could hear frustrated shouts and curses, but none of this mattered to him.
Before long, a purple streak shot from the open door and barreled into the fray. Behind him, Sliske could hear the screams of the dying as they were butchered. When the screams stopped, a blast of magical energy struck the doors, knocking them off their hinges. Smiling to himself, Siske turned to face Nex.
"He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."
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