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Deafened by the screams of terror, you draw your blade and begin racing towards the city walls, thinking your best chance of survival would be to fight alongside the Honor Blades rather than risk escaping the chaos that was engulfing the entire city.

Feet pounding across the stone pavements, you dodge and weave your way amidst the crowds of panicking Minotaurs, their screams of fear assaulting the ears as you, Gorrack and Lorna search for a way through the packed city streets. Dozens of buildings lie in smoldering ruins to either side you with more balls of fire screaming down from above to create plumes of smoke. The thick black columns of smoke lifting up into the warm breeze to clog the air.

Swerving around a corner, you narrowly miss bumping into heavily built orc, who growls at you angrily, before chasing after the Honour Blades, who seem intent upon reaching the gates. The sound of beating drums calling them to battle and the thunderous blare of war horns guiding their footsteps.

The streets slowly empty out as the people flee towards the temple, allowing you a glimpse of the thousands of Honor Blades gathered by the gates. A massive Minotaur in ornate golden armor stands upon the battlements, his ringing voice loud and clear for all to hear. "Today we face the day that Ice Eyes has long feared would come to pass! The Troll Kings have returned! They have come to take our land and wipe us out! But we shall not give in! By the will of the Lightbearer we shall fight! And we shall honor the deeds of our Lord Ice Eyes! For Honor!"

Gorrack listening to the Minotaur's impassioned speech, smiles grimly, before hefting his battleaxe. "It looks like they're readying themselves to attack."

Seeing the long lines of warriors forming up into solid square formations, you'd have to agree with Gorrack's assessment. The Honor Blades were indeed preparing to sally forth, no doubt in the hopes of eliminating the enemy siege engines that were raining down hell upon the City. A noble if not futile endeavor that would most likely cost the lives of many warriors.

For even with the City in the condition that it was in right now, it was still far more defensible than launching an all out assault into the open, where the abyss knows what would be waiting for them. And if they were right and the Troll Kings were outside the City gates, they would not be alone. A sea of enemies would be between them and their target.

You briefly consider heading back the way you've come, when a firm hand grips you by the shoulder and spins you around, forcing you to the meet the steely hard gaze of Minotaur warrior in full battle raiment. His sea blue eyes gazing at you up and down with a face built of stone, taking note of the frayed edges of your worn out clothes, before resting upon your nicked blade. "What are you doing here? This is no place for your kind. Everyone must take shelter in the temple till the battle is done."

3. Call upon the Shadow Hunters to aid you in battle? (Quest item Black Death Required.)

Under the watchful gaze of Lorna and Gorrack, you quickly kneel down in the dust and pull out the black orb, calling upon the energy you sense within it. The voices of the darkness caressing the back of your mind, hungry for blood.

Black smoke filters out from the round stone to begin forming a shadowy creature with horns along its ridged spine. Skin a dark shade of ruby red and dark black smoke that swirls in and around its body, cloaking the creature in shadow. You also feel a sudden coldness that seems to seep into every part of you.

The Shadowy Creature languidly twists around to face you, it's lidless blood red eyes staring into yours, void of all emotion and humanity. "What is it you desire, Master?"

Unable to form the words, as you stare into what you think is a face, you wordlessly point at the Troll King and mutter. "Kill."

A gleam of light sparkles in Shadow Hunter's eyes, thick black smoke billows in and around it's body, before it vanishes completely and reappears behind Bagrodar.

The shadowy being, ignoring the Honor Blades that surround the troll, slips inbetween the armored warriors like they were nothing, before deftly scrambling up the Troll's back and planting a blade made of black steel into the base of it's neck. It's every move smooth as silk.

Bagrodar letting out an anguished bellow of rage, slowly collapses to the ground, the gigantic troll smacking solidly into the land. It's task complete, the Shadow Hunter glides away from the dead troll to rejoin your side, ready for your next command.

In the sudden stillness that grips the battlefield, you feel the eyes of Honor Blade staring at you, when a cold hard voice snaps at you from behind. "By the light, what foul sorcery is this?!"

You turn to face Lord Iron-Heart in blood splattered armor, his expression dark with foreboding, his great sword ready in hand. "I will have no part of your dark schemes, foul sorcerer! Surrender now and I will show you mercy. Fight and I will have you slain here and now!"

At his command the Honor Blades rapidly surround you on all sides, their expressions twisting into ones of utter loathing and disgust. Your former allies, Kal-Ruane and Bal spitting into the dirt at your feet.

Face reddening in anger at the absurdity, you open your mouth to speak, when Lorna throws you a warning glance as if to caution your next words.

(Click here if you decide to kill the surviving Minotaurs.)

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Angered by their ingratitude and their inability to see past their code, you spit out. "Kill them! Kill them all!"

And like a hound being released off it's chain The Shadow Hunter pounces forward, scything through them like a hot knife through butter, dropping them one after the other in a rain of blood that turns the ground scarlet, until none stand before them.

Lorna stares around at the mutilated corpses of what used to be their allies and whispers,"Why?"

Battlefield Results

Companion Reputation, (-5 Gorrack and -5 Lorna are both displeased with your actions.)

Loot

After looting the corpses of the Minotaurs (+278 gold pieces), you take shelter beneath a grove of trees and setup camp for the night. The gleeful Shadow Hunter vanishing like morning mist, while Gorrack storms off to collect firewood. The Orc clearly disgusted by your actions. Lorna distraught over the senseless bloodshed leaves the camp to be on her own.

Sarsonel, however seems pleased with your work and grants you more power. You've gained a permanent Health Boost from the Demoness Sarsonel. (Demon's Love = +20 Health Points.)You've also gained Lord Iron-Heart's GreatSword Reaper. (Two Handed Weapon Reaper -30 damage.)

Side Quest Completed

(Click here if you decide it's time to leave.)

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Disliking the way the Honor Blades are looking at you, you begin backing away from field, when a brilliant white light bursts in the air, blinding you. A firm arm grabbing you from behind dragging you away. "You just had to do it your way!"

Recognising the voice as Lorna's, you stumble after her and make your escape from the battlefield.

Battlefield Results

Companion Reputation, (-1 Gorrack is displeased with your actions. +1 Lorna is pleased with your actions.)

Loot

After creating enough distance between you and the Minotaurs, you take shelter beneath a grove of trees and setup camp for the night. The Shadow Hunter vanishing like morning mist, while Gorrack storms off to collect firewood. The Orc no doubt angered at missing an opportunity to slay the Troll King.

Side Quest Completed