"Ah, the right question," he smiles. "You came here searching for an end to the plague, but I can offer you a far greater prize." Samil steps closer, his face inches from your own. "If you release me, you will bring an end to the Deepwood itself." A wide grin spreads across his sinister face, letting the revelation hang in the fetid air.

"You see, I am imprisoned inside our slumbering friend here," he continues. "Yet, with just one simple death, I can be set free. His death. Kill Kharnus. Set me free. Without him, the plague will lose its potency and the Deepwood's expansion will cease. You will save your city and its people. The world could be reclaimed and I will walk it once more, free of my bonds." A look of intense satisfaction crosses Samil's face. He did not explain who it would be who reclaimed the world.

"Of course, you must give your own lives to set me free," he continues nonchalantly. "But you already know that, don't you?"

He is right. There is no scenario where you envision walking out of this alive. In fact, the moment you contracted the plague, a part of you heard the bell toll in the distance. Now, it thunders in your ears.