The roar of the horde of beasts stampeding down the tunnel grows louder. Rushing to the cavern entrance, you desperately hack at the stone and dirt and roots, collapsing the tunnel and sealing yourself inside. You have managed to buy yourselves some time. Suddenly, a boulder-sized fist smashes into the ground behind you and a mouthless roar rattles your bones. Kharnus, the father of the A'Dendri and creator of the Deepwood, driven mad and sealed within this living tomb for hundreds of years, awakens!

"Your moment has arrived, Oathsworn," Samil shouts. "Will you kill Kharnus and release me, beginning the end of the Deepwood and the death of the plague? Or will you refuse and die, dooming your city just to keep me locked in this prison?"

"You see, it was always about you!" Samil says, looking right at you. "Sitting at that table week after week. Your choices forming this world, every choice leading you here. Now it is time. Will you open the last mystery? Will you release me…release me…RELEASE ME…"

Samil's words boom through the cavern, shifting and warping the very fabric of reality. The walls appear to stretch and twist as you desperately search for more options than the one Samil presents. You find none.

Kharnus writhes in torment, fighting his bonds and clawing at the floor, desperate to free himself. You are out of time. Death is always a certainty, that is the lot of all Oathsworn. All that matters now is making it a good one.

An opportunity to end the plague and destroy the Deepwood lies before you. All you must do is kill Kharnus. But in doing so, you will unleash whatever Samil is into the world. Something primal in you warns against this, yet, could you lose Verum to stop him? He is clearly a being of immense power. If, with one lie, he could cause the breaking of the world, what would he be capable of free of his bondage? Could losing Verum mean saving the rest of the world? You look into Samil's eyes, seeking any sign of humanity, some reason to console you if you chose to free him, but he is not hiding himself from you now. His eyes are black pits and in them you see only death staring back at you.

The cavern falls silent as the world teeters on a knife's edge.

Choose. One. Last. Time!