You choose to feign compliance with Thrasi's demands, biding your time for the right moment. As he approaches, you grab the torch from his hand and thrust it into the ancient altar, causing a blinding explosion of light that engulfs him. In the chaos, you sprint towards the exit, feeling the oppressive presence behind you fade away. Emerging into the night, you see the burial mound collapse in on itself, sealing away the darkness within. You have escaped the clutches of treachery and emerged victorious, but the echoes of malevolence linger in your mind, reminding you of the perils faced deep beneath the earth.
Game over