"Death," Samil answers matter of factly. "Yours and countless others. The Plague will ravage your city and the Deepwood will gorge itself on the husk. And you… you will never leave this place. Thousands of hungry mouths, desperate to satisfy themselves on your flesh, are clawing their way through the tunnel as we speak. I will not be able to hold them off much longer, and there is no other way to escape this tomb except through them."