In another chamber deep within the ancient sacred ground, chaos reigned.
Four awakeners were locked in a desperate battle against six Level 14 Stonewall Tribe Noble Warriors.
Unlike Thoren who could rely on waves of undead minions to absorb damage and overwhelm enemies through numbers.
The four awakeners stood alone.
And they were being crushed.
Steel clashed against stone.
Spears whistled through the air with terrifying precision, each thrust carrying enough force to rupture organs and shatter bones.
"I shouldn't have entered this damned gate!" one of the awakeners screamed as he barely managed to parry an incoming spear.
The impact sent him stumbling backward.
His arm went numb instantly, the bones in his wrist screaming in protest. A violent shockwave traveled through his body, twisting his organs.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as he staggered, barely maintaining his footing.
"We— we need to leave!" another shouted in panic.
