Над головой - сто подземных этажей Лабиринта, коридоры которых уже усеяны сраженными отродьями тьмы. На расстоянии удара клинком - проклятая королева, не желающая мирно упокоиться в этом гигантском склепе. Судьба мира Эргам зависит от исхода этой схватки!

Cold wind is ruffling the garlands, birds are flitting away from the balloon in astonishment, and the basket loaded with gifts is creaking pitifully. Don’t worry, the reliable balloon will get you to your destination in time, even if all the roads are snowed over today.

Celeste’s hatred, trapped in the Ergam Labyrinth, can animate even soulless steel! If you look closely, you will see, to your horror, that there is nothing under the visor but emptiness. Who knowns which of the subterranean crevices holds the remains of the former owner of this revived empty armor suit? Clearly he was a true master of the blade, since even his empty armor can use a sword and strike the enemy like the most skilled of warriors now.

Penitents devote their lives to fighting all manner of evil, but this Renegade, settled in the Labyrinth, has betrayed the ancient commandments and went over to the side of darkness. Now she casts her spell with just a look, desecrates the air with her breath, curses with every word she speaks and constantly emits a destructive aura. Just being around her is lethal - and to fight her is sheer madness.

This formidable warrior once commanded Celeste’s army. He used to throw the severed heads of troublemakers at the foot of her throne and set fire to whole districts of Ergam. They say that, during a riot, even fifty rebels were barely able to defeat him. So Ulf lost his own head, but his ghost could find no rest. Death has neither tempered his anger nor robbed him of strength - the ghostly commander now takes pleasure in punishing and torturing, all for the glory of his Queen.

One of the centers of power in the Labyrinth is its ghostly heart. It is woven from the fears, nightmares and dying visions of those who never found their way back out of the endless underground corridors. Every beat of this heart, echoing in the darkness, causes the captives in the Labyrinth to freeze in terror and lose a portion of life.