Forsworn and forgotten, a totem
Of power rises from the earth
A supernatural light staggers
Out from behind the shadow
Of what once was alive and breathing
A figure, made up of teeth, is brought
Back to life on top of the totem
His mouth opens, showing nothing
But blackness and sorrow
The eyes of the summoners widen with
Terror, as their request has not been granted
Regret
The forsworn lifts his finger
Pointing to the mountain