You sprint through the trees, all sense of subtlety lost as you know they are coming for you. Bursting over a hill you finally see the high stone walls of Raven's Reach rise up before you. You almost make it to the gate, when the Broodmother barrels through a tree in front of you snapping it in half. The thing is enormous, a matriarch of her race much larger than the ones you have fought before. Dozens of hungry eyes writhe on its back and sickness washes over you as the putrid stench of the thing hits you. The gate is right before you, yet the great form of the Broodmother is between you and the safety of the fortress.