While all of this chaos was unfolding elsewhere, the dwarven empire was facing its own disaster.
Alarms blared across the entire kingdom, echoing through metallic halls, ancient caverns, and bustling forges. Emergency red lights flashed over the walls as multiple rifts tore open above the mountains, vomiting out hordes of abyssal monsters.
At the same time, cultists of the Abyssal Order launched a coordinated assault on the kingdom, clearly aiming to prevent the dwarves from sending reinforcements to the human empire.
Explosions shook the stone ground as dwarven soldiers fired husstech rifles, railguns, and mana-pulse cannons at the invading monsters. Streets filled with thunderous clashes, gunfire, and the roars of beasts with too many limbs.
Inside a high-security underground complex, prisoners were locked behind shimmering energy barriers and obsidian-gate cells. One of those cells held Draven Strom Everforge—the dwarven prince.
