Arokleth didn't make a sound as the blades reached and skewered her, standing there as blood poured from her body. The fluid fell towards the massive rune on the floor, seeming to be soaked up by the ground and causing the symbol to glow with an eerie red light. What she had begun couldn't be stopped by attacking her anyway. A massive, clawed limb gripped the ring of flames, followed by another, and another, something on the other side beginning to pull itself through the makeshift gateway between planes.