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You slash at his claws, and hit them hard. You hear the crack of bone. The claw wielders eyes open in amazement and pain. You end his is pain abruptly with an axe to the chest.

One of your swordsmen and one archer lies dead on the ground, along with the four two-handers. You give a nod of sympathy to Mike.
 * ”We have to press on. We are near the end, I can feel it.”
 * ”We aren’t going to stop now. Now its personal. Lead on!”

You nod, and throw open the huge door. A blinding light comes from the door.

Enter the door.