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"Then let's make sure it's a cost we're willing to pay," Seelah said, resting a hand on the Commander’s shoulder.

Across the wasteland, a roar echoed—not from an animal, but from the very earth itself tearing open. The crusade wasn't over. It was just beginning. Pathfinder.Wrath.of.the.Righteous.v2.1.0w-GOG.t...

"They're celebrating a reprieve, Seelah, not a victory," the Commander replied, looking at their hand. Veins of glowing light pulsed beneath the skin—mythic power, a gift or a curse from a source no one quite understood. "Then let's make sure it's a cost we're

"You're brooding again," a voice chirped. It was Seelah, her golden armor reflecting the sickly purple light of the horizon. "We’ve taken the city, Commander. The people are celebrating. You should be down there." It was just beginning

In that moment, the choice felt heavier than the sword at their hip. To the north, the demon lords Deskari and Baphomet were already weaving their next web of corruption. To succeed, the Commander would have to choose a path: would they remain a mortal champion, become a celestial Angel of vengeance, or perhaps succumb to the cold, logical hunger of a Lich?.

"Every choice has a cost," the Commander whispered, recalling the cryptic warnings of Areelu Vorlesh, the architect of this entire nightmare.