Reinhard and the golden army rushed upward, racing through the pale root path as they closed in on the center. Zenuken carved through grey humanoids attempting to block their path.
The warriors fought with undiminished fervor, their weapons creating cascades of golden light that illuminated the interior.
The root's voice echoed through the hollow space, carrying something that might have been desperation. Do you think this ends with a beautiful victory for you all?
They continued moving, smashing through enemies. A warrior's spear thrust through a construct's torso. Another axe followed, splitting the wooden body before a third warrior's hammer pulverized the remains.
The pattern repeated seamlessly as they climbed higher.
Do you even understand what happens if you destroy us!
One of the golden warriors, a woman with auburn hair, laughed while deflecting a root strike with her shield. "A peaceful future for the people of Eastern Hesod!"
