Under Fire

Ancients Help Us

They broke through Rimgard's soldiers have arrived! They've ravaged it all, torn our brittle walls apart The gate's been lowered — Gormander's locked us out; has sold Meldore's valor one final time We cannot run. Rats in a cage Their fists clash against the iron — I lower my hands. Fold my palms and pray. Dear Ancients. Please, anyone. Open the gates!