User blog:TheLastHappyPotato/Storage: No one reads blogs in TOS right?

As the intrepid group of Wolfi, Jack, Kazien, Bam-Rang, Sastra, Arachne, Maronde, Survivor, ?, Necromancer, Asher, and SX head to floor 15, everyone notices really quickly that the Elevator seems to be plummeting rather than rising, yet the Elevator indicates it's still heading to floor 15

Everyone begins to feel sweaty as the Elevator begins to warm up and dims in lighting

Soon the Elevator is scaldingly hot and dimly lit with red lighting reflecting on everyone's faces

...

After what feels like an eternity of descention, the doors open to reveal a dimly lit room filled with red cloaked figures chanting around seven pools of what can only be blood

In each pool of blood save one, you notice a figure half submerged in the red liquid, four of whom you recognize as your kidnapped allies

The other two are unfamiliar to most of you, though Bam-Rang recognizes them as allies that'd previously gone missing

''The Seventh pool in the middle is too confusing for you all to make out. You can barely see a blurry form beginning to take shape in the waters''

All you can make out from the form, is a menacing glare that chills you all to the bone, despite the skin-meltingly warm tempature in here

Moving as one, the cloaked figures all turn to face you with cold stares, never breaking from their chant

The Form

Profile - ''An abberation of creation, it's purpose can only be to wreak destruction and misery. This is your literal first impression of this creature.''

As the Robed figures continue their chant, the figure begins to weave and grow in miserable power and presence

May  [INSERT PREFERRED RELIGIOUS FIGURE(S) HERE]   preserve you!

HP - ? (?)

Attack - ? (?)

Defense - ? (?)

Power Source - ? (?%)

Speed - ?

Powers:

? - ? (? turn cooldown)

Passives:

The Chant - The Figure gains each power siphoned away from the captive heroes, though they may only use a detestable imitation of such a power