A traitor has torn Jil’s band apart, and now the remaining climbers must regroup to save their allies. As the Tower transforms around them, the streets of Uruk are caught up in a violent riot of revolution.
Sorry. We were just
thinking we wanted your power.
.معذرة. كنا نفكر فقط أننا بحاجة إلى قوتك
Tut mir leid. Aber wir können auch
deine Macht gerade gut gebrauchen.