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Torvax commands the guardsmen to halt. Then he swaggers over to where you lie and he looks down on your fatigue-racked body with a sneer of disdain.

‘Insolent dog!’ he hisses. ‘You are not worthy even of a public execution.’ And with this chilling remark he signals to the surrounding guardsmen. As he walks away, they raise their Bor muskets and take aim. Suddenly an explosion of noise and colour obliterates your senses as you are hit by a volley of musket balls. Death is mercifully swift.

Tragically, your life and your quest end here in the gladiatorial arena of Bavari.