text: [Themes: grimdark fantasy, grimdark, war, serious]
  
  As much as you'd like to get this over with and put an end to Cyrus once and for all, you aren't putting your faith in svelk recon. You'll some of your own spying and if you even need them, you'll enlist their help.
  
  When you ask Tyren where the temple is so you can do your own spying, he says that you're just wasting your time and likely to just give your element of surprise away if you linger and insist on this foolishness. He doesn't really care though since he's getting paid either way, so he gives you the information.
  
  "You know where to find me, when you're done fooling around." Tyren says as you head towards the door. You look back and scan the three svelk sitting in a corner still bandaging their wounds.
  
  "From what I can tell, your people can't handle it when I'm just fooling around. I question if they could handle it when faced with folks who won't be." You reply and leave.
  
  You immediately make your way deeper into the swamps towards the shadow temple. Despite the unfriendly nature of the terrain, there aren't any dangerous denizens in these swamps. The only creatures of any note are the Sul monkeys and they seem to be content going about their normal routines. While you were in the Shadow Guard, you heard a few tales that a reptilian race called the Slin used to live here until the shadows removed them all at the request of the Empire.
  
  Eventually you start getting closer to the temple and decide to cloak yourself. Again, you hate to use the magic anymore, but as long as you don't over do it, you'll be fine. Actually you're a little surprised you haven't sensed or detected any shadows skulking around. You'd think they'd at least want to patrol the outer perimeter of their temple. Between that and what Tyren told you, this behavior of the shadows has been very strange, unless they believe they can hide for another couple hundred centuries to get revenge. If that is the case, they've gone completely delusional.
  
  You then finally see them, just outside the temple. You hide behind a nearby rock and spy on what they're doing. You see them placing spherical plants in various places outside the temple. You've seen the plant several times in the swamp; they give off a faint harmless gas nothing more, but it looks like the shadows are doing something to change that.
  
  You see them infusing the plants with magic causing them to give a pulsating green glow. The shadows back away cautiously every time they do this. Then they cloak the plant. You're guessing that bumping into or lingering too close to the plants causes something very bad to happen now. You watch them do this for about an hour before they go back into the temple. Another couple hours pass, and none of them have exited from it again. It would appear they have retired for the day and you're left pondering what to do next.
  
  Going back and getting Tyren's help would probably be the intelligent thing to do, but you really don't know how they're going to get past the plants. Even if they toss rocks at them to cause them to go off, you have no idea what the result is going to be. For all you know, the shadows might have an escape route to go through as soon as the plants do whatever it is they're going to do. By yourself, you could probably speed your way past the plants without anything happening.
  
  You decide you'll do this alone. You've practically been taking down the shadows since the beginning by yourself; you might as well finish it by yourself. If you fall in battle, then you fall, but either way, you're making sure Cyrus dies today.
  
  You take a deep breath, mumble those infernal incantations and prepare yourself to speed past the plants, you're just glad you saw exactly where the shadows placed them. As you're running by them, you half expect them to still do something. They don't though and you reach the entryway.
  
  The whole place is silent as you'd expect, but this seems different. It's like you can't even detect anyone here. Not to mention you'd expect to run into some shadows at least guarding near the entrance. Makes you question what the hell they're doing in here. After moving deeper into the temple you soon find out.
  
  You see Cyrus standing over the bodies of several shadows. Near the bodies are empty flasks.
  
  "I'll be with you soon my brothers and sisters. And especially you Draven." Cyrus says looking at the bodies and ignoring you completely.
  "After all your talk of freedom and all your supposed dedication against the so called tyranny of the Empire, this is what it comes to Cyrus? Ritual suicide? I expected at least more of a fight during the last stand of the shadows." You call out.
  
  Cyrus finally pays attention to you and his eyes display a distant coldness rather than outright hatred.
  
  "You never did understand us or the will of Dendrin, Empire puppet. You never will." Cyrus says.
  "Oh I think I understood all too well, considering Dendrin spoke to me on several occasions. The difference is, I was strong enough to resist his lies. You call me a puppet, then what are you? A discarded toy by an uncaring god who has lead you to ruin? How fitting that your death is to be in one of his half forgotten temples. In another hundred years the shadows will be forgotten completely."
  "It doesn't matter. We carried out Dendrin's faith as best we could...we can only hope that he will take mercy on us for our failure as we pass from this world to the next."
  
  You shake your head at Cyrus' words. You can hardly believe he's speaking such rot and believing it. It's actually making you angry to hear it.
  
  "You actually believe that shit? When you die here today, and you WILL die here. It will just be your corpse rotting until it finally disappears completely to time. Dendrin cares NOTHING for you or any of the shadows! He never did! If he did, he would've done a better job at helping you! He knew I was working against the shadows from the very beginning and yet he didn't see fit to expose me! Did he come to any of you in a dream or a vision or anything? No, because ultimately he didn't give a fuck and probably only saw the shadows as his personal playthings. Shit, the only person in that order that had any resemblance of sense was you of all people. YOU knew I was working against the shadows before anyone else suspected and nobody even listened to you! They told you that you were overacting and did nothing until it was too late. So why the hell would you still stay loyal to an order that is so short sighted?"
  
  Cyrus kneels down by the body of Dravin and touches his face. Cyrus looks up at you again, this time with a faint trace of emotion this time. It seems you might've misjudged his true motivations.
  
  "Perhaps all of what you say it true, but Dendrin did lead me to Dravin and for that alone earns my loyalty even if everything else was a lie. I pity you. Duty is all that is in your heart and it's apparently all you'll ever know." He says.
  'Pity yourself. You're even more weak willed than I thought if you did this for something as silly as love."
  "I have no regrets, but I don't owe you anymore explanations. You're not here for that, you're here to mindlessly carry out your duty. Well come on then and finish it!" Cyrus shouts and draws his sword.
  
  The battle between the pair of you is finally joined. There is no magic use or shadow tricks. It's just one Eternal fighting another in straight up combat. Cyrus' mistake. He would've done well to use magic as it could've put him on equal footing, perhaps even gave him the advantage, but perhaps he didn't want it. Maybe this is his form of suicide.
  
  Eventually you land a mortal blow, slicing his side clean open. Cyrus falls and deflects your attempt to split his head open, but he drops his sword from the force of your blow in the process. Weaponless, tired and bleeding out from a deep hole in his side, Cyrus accepts defeat.
  
  "Do it. Eternal slave of the Empire." He says coldly and then you fulfill his request by decapitating him.
  
  It's finished. At last it's finally finished. You begin to smile.
  
  "It's finished Dendrin! You see this? In your own home! All of your followers, all of your sheep, fucking dead! Never again will you threaten the Empire! It has survived your treachery and you will be forgotten like you should've been centuries ago!" you shout, followed by your laughter.
  
  Some very loud explosions outside in turn follow your laughter. Someone or something has stumbled on to those plants. The temple, which was already in ruins, begins to crumble from the force of the explosions. You narrowly avoid getting hit by a large piece of ceiling, but the rest of it will be collapsing soon.
  
  Your first instinct is to speed yourself up to get out of the temple, but you find that your magic isn't working. You quickly run to the entrance and find that it's already blocked by debris. The temple is still collapsing and you're either going to have to find another way out of act quickly to remove the rubble blocking the entrance.
  
  > move the rubble
  There's no time to go searching for another exit, the whole place is probably going to collapse. You start moving rocks as fast as you can as the roof continues to tumble down. Unfortunately you're not quick enough and while your attention is divided, you don't evade the rest of the ceiling that crashes on your head. Buried under several pounds debris you begin to lose consciousness.
  
  "No...can't die...not in this accursed place." are your last words.