No more enemies were left. Finally their damned sectarian chants died down. However, not much remains of the vault contents, just a complete mess. It appears that whatever valuables were stored here have been carried away through the hellish portal by the damned raiders. And their dark leader still managed to slip away, dissolving into the shadows and the chaotically resonating streams of magic. What did he sing about there?.. He mentioned some kind of name… Ah, never mind! All this is now the concern of Feurlis’ bloodhounds and investigators, whose shadows were already lurking in the far corners of the vault. The imperial duty is fulfilled. It’s time to go back to the twists and turns of the Great Contest, which is steadily moving towards its resolution. The thrill of the unpredictable ending of such a glorious event will undoubtedly push this persistent, annoying motif out of one’s head…
Lords and Ladies, the cunning enemy’s attack has been repelled, and all the possessed traitors have been destroyed! The vault is once again under the full control of the Empire, to which it expresses its immense gratitude to you for your faithful service and selfless dedication! Enjoy the rest of the Great Contest in peace and quiet, and let security take care of the rest.
Glory to the Lords and Ladies of the Empire! |
