Your lungs burn from sprinting. It feels like you have been running all night, but the thought of an excruciating death propels you on. With one hand on your blade and the other on the Wire Road, you bound over a fat root, duck around a Deepwood tree and suddenly stop. The Wire Road is gone.

Sections of the Wire Road commonly break or become severed by the ever-shifting woods. Teams of Wire Runners are always busy following the cables and maintaining these life lines. For whatever reason, this section has not been repaired for some time. The Wire to Thrace ends here.

The buzzing drone of the swarm grows louder behind you once again. Though they are quite a ways off at the moment, it will not be long before they catch up to you. Every fiber in your being is urging you to run - now.