No sooner has she finished with one enemy, she starts to look for a new victim. Woe betide whoever catches her eye, full off fury and unquenchable thirst.

Barachmung the Chronicler is eager to write the name of this valiant warrior lady from Ogriy down in his immortal chronicles! She has completed all the Challenges with flying colors, and the appearance of a Chosen One becomes her extra reward.

The balloon, put together by the gnomes, is so laden with presents that it barely made it up into the sky. It’s time to jettison the ballast - release some of the presents to descend straight to the doorways of the unsuspecting inhabitants of Ogriy!

As beautiful as the Northern Lights and as merciless as the midnight frost.