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 With astounding speed the Morg strikes at you. Again and again it cuts and thrusts trying to breach your defences but its speed is no match for your swordsmanship. Blocking all of its attacks you wear it down until, with a quick feint and thrust, you pin the Morg to the ground with your sword. Blood wells thickly from the Hordim's heaving chest and with a single, final shudder it dies. Quickly silence returns to the King's Hall, and in the quiet you drag the Morg's body over to the tapestries and hide the corpse away beneath them.
For a moment you listen, searching the corners of the vast hall for any sign that you may have been discovered. There is no alarm nor challenge and in the shadows you recover your lantern and press on northwards.
Before you the hall reaches into the gloom, its high arches and ornately carved pillars a forest of stone that you journey within. For some time you follow the hall northwards, the many corridors and passages that line the outer halls all blocked, their ceilings collapsed, any exit from the King's Hall sealed by tonnes of fallen stone and broken masonry. Carefully you find a path deeper into the mountain and it is with a small measure of surprise that you soon find yourself at another junction, and a series of doors that have escaped the attention of the Hordim.
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