And All Things Will End

Finally, it breaks through. The sword goes through the skin. Judging by the beast's reaction, you must have struck something vital. You push it in deeper. The beast continues to flail, one arm raises to strike you. You prepare to dodge, but it suddenly falls to the ground.

You look into its eyes; it understands what you are doing. It feels the curse of life being forcefully drained from its system. Life leaks from its veins, as does blood. It almost seems happy when you stab its heart. Its tendrils fall to its sides, and its eyes close for the last time.

All is still. You remove your sword and return into the mines. Your senses have been expanded, and you easily find your way back to the town.