Lava spits up from a gaping hole. Concrete and stone crumbles from the rafters. A frantic Daemik dashes to avoid being struck with debris. 'At least the child isn't here.' Kiora thinks with relief. She grabs a broken piece of pipe and strikes at the nearest golem.

''There's so many!" She cries out.

Kiora's heart races in the heat of combat. The fight presents a new form of excitement that has been long lost. Her eyes dart towards the sound of steel. 'Kiogun!' The young ...