Following Sæbjörn's warning, you hurriedly douse the torch lighting your path, plunging the burial mound into near-complete darkness. As your eyes struggle to adjust, a guttural growl reverberates through the damp air, signaling Grendel's relentless pursuit. You hear the scrape of claws against stone growing louder behind you, pushing you to move faster through the twisting tunnels lined with ancient runes and crumbling skeletons.
Just as you round a corner, you catch a glimpse of a figure crouched in the shadows ahead. The silhouette shifts, revealing itself to be an old woman clad in tattered rags, her face hidden beneath a hood. With a raspy voice, she croaks, 'Hurry now, child. I can guide you out... for a price.'
The decision weighs heavily on you as Grendel's menacing presence draws nearer.