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A few guardians tumble down the hallway and throw themselves at you, fletching their diseased teeth, but failing to pierce your armor. You slaughter them with just one strike each.
A towering ogre reveals itself, the strongest of the guardians tasked with protecting the treasure of the Burg.
It throws its weight against you, but you outmaneuver and finally slay it with a few lucky strikes.
You are relieved. But if your journey has taught you anything so far, it is that luck and skill are not to be conflated. When the ogre's fat body collapses to the ground it shakes the foundations of the keep. The guardians must have heard it. You are still in danger. You must hurry.
You make your way up the keep to its highest peak. The door to the highest room is locked. This must be it. You break the door down.
