The two guards led us past twisted alleyways, heaps of dead bodies, broken families and all manner of desolation, dirt and pain. It was like the first time I woke up in the pit, but only this time it was much more worse than before, to a certain extent at least. This boss had neglected his people, and he preyed on them in the process also, completely unbridled and unshaken by his sinister acts.
The guards led me and Soren to the tower we had seen from outside the city. The building was only about fourteen or so floors tall, but it had massive metal spikes growing out of it's sides, and quite a significant amount of corpses were hanging from it. The stench around the tower was a million times much worse that of the streets, and in the skies above it, flies the size of my head flew about with an incessant buzzing which pissed me off.
