Thick dark clouds cover the mountain like shrouds wrapping the dead. Thunderstorms are a constant occurrence, as if the heavens themselves rage against the cursed peaks below.Life is extremely difficult there, a constant struggle against forces that seek to break the spirit. There are no plants except for dry, gray soil and dark, rugged rocks, scorched by lightning that never shows mercy to the mountain.A fitting name for that mountain, earned through centuries of accumulated suffering. The Mountains of Sorrow stand as monuments to the price of defying the natural order.The Orcs are imprisoned underground in chambers carved from living rock. The only entrance and exit to the underground prison is an iron door that has been sealed and marked with powerful magic, its surface covered with runes that burn the eyes of those who stare too long.Only King Vellenor holds the key to open the cursed door, a burden passed down through royal bloodlines. Even if they die, the spirits of the Orc

Guo Jiang quickly arrived beside Thodr, his dark robes whipping through the cursed air like the wings of a death raven. His weathered boots found purchase on the treacherous ground, each step sending small tremors through the ancient stones beneath.His eyes were alert and he looked closely, scanning the desolate landscape with the intensity of a hunting hawk. "What has you so stunned?" he asked Thodr, his voice carrying the authority of one accustomed to command.But there was no answer from the elf's lips. Thodr was silent as if he had been enchanted by magic, his pointed ears rigid with tension and his normally keen senses dulled by whatever dark force pervaded this accursed place.Feeling neglected, Guo Jiang forced himself to look ahead with growing unease. In front of him was only a vast expanse of flat land, empty and barren as a dried riverbed in the harshest drought.From among the rolls of smoke and dark mist at the peak of Mount Sorrow, Guo Jiang faintly smelled the scent o

The loud sound of the clash snapped Thodr out of his trance like a slap across the face. It seemed he had been affected by the creature's happiness-stealing spell, his elvish mind trapped in webs of despair."By the gods and holy beings who watch over us from their celestial thrones. How could that creature from hell escape from the underworld and end up on Mount Sorrow?" asked Thodr nervously after he came to his senses, his voice shaking like leaves in a storm."Don't waste time with questions that have no answers. You can shoot it with your magic arrows while I lure it out!" said Guo Jiang as he prepared to charge again, his determination burning brighter than the creature's hellfire.One thing he regretted was that his Erhu was still being repaired by the Elder Elf in the Clan of the Light Warriors. That mystical instrument could have turned the tide of this impossible battle with its soul-stirring melodies."Lucky that I have the Snow White Sword, which I looted while participati

Luckily, the healing and spiritual energy recovery pills worked quickly, their potent essence flowing through his meridians like liquid starlight. The ancient formula dissolved on his tongue, bitter as mountain herbs yet carrying the promise of renewed vitality.Guo Jiang didn't need hours to fall into meditation, his cultivated body responding to the medicine with supernatural efficiency. At that moment, he felt his Health Points return to 100 again, every fiber of his being humming with restored power.The spiritual energy recovery pill worked quickly, coursing through his energy channels like a river breaking through winter ice. His dark robes rustled as his breathing deepened, drawing in the cursed mountain air and transforming it into pure qi."I'm fit again!" he opened his eyes, which now blazed with inner fire. He looked fresh and energetic, his weathered face showing no trace of the exhaustion that had nearly claimed his life moments before.He stood up and made up his mind wi

Time passed like the wind of spring, swift and inevitable. Everything went by quickly as supernatural forces played out their ancient dance, the transfer of power proceeding with unstoppable momentum.The monster of hell could only make a soft sound, like a moan of defeat. When all of its energy was finally absorbed, the monster fell to the ground like a puppet with severed strings.Ending with a 'Pop!' sound that seemed almost anticlimactic, Guo Jiang saw the hellish monster wither away. Its body was thin and emaciated, resembling a living corpse drained of all vitality.Its already aged appearance had grown even older and more withered, centuries of accumulated malice finally taking their toll.DUAR! The monster exploded when its spiritual energy was completely absorbed by the red robed woman's spirit, the sound echoing across the Mountains of Sorrow like thunder.A moment of silence fell over the Mountains of Sorrow, broken only by the whisper of wind through ancient stones.The co