*The entrance to the city has been unsealed for the first time since its fall. You step into the darkness.*
Duma: I have been waiting.
*A figure that towers above you begins to form from the eddies of sand and shadow, its amber eyes bore into you.*
*The entrance to the city has been unsealed for the first time since its fall. You step into the darkness.*
Duma: I have been waiting.
*A figure that towers above you begins to form from the eddies of sand and shadow, its amber eyes bore into you.*