After Shawn and the others entered the burial chamber, a tremendous crash rang out, and a stone door sealed the passage they had come through. It had dropped from above, and judging by its width, thickness, and height, it must have weighed well over ten thousand pounds.
Immediately afterward, hordes of undead poured in through the chamber's other passages.
Close behind them, twenty or thirty Dark Knights finally appeared. Together with the undead, they surrounded Shawn and his companions.
Clearly, this ambush had been planned long ago.
The Dark Knight at their head looked familiar. He was the one who had appeared in Darkshire more than ten days earlier, attacking Valorn in an attempt to seize the Scythe of Elune.
He was stronger than the other Dark Knights, and he carried a powerful weapon brimming with evil magical energy.
It was a two-handed greatsword, forged by a Dreadlord's own hands and once wielded by that Dreadlord himself.
Later, the greatsword had fallen into the hands of a mage of Tirisfal. Unable to control the destructive power within it, the mage had caused a tragedy. From that day on, everyone who heard the sword's name shuddered.
The sword's name was Apocalypse.
After learning of this, Medivh had sent the Dark Knights to seize the greatsword, then used it in his research into dark magic. Once he had unraveled its secrets, he had bestowed it upon Ariaden, the leader of the Dark Knights, as his weapon.
Yes, the Dark Knight wielding Apocalypse was Ariaden, their leader and the first Dark Knight Medivh had transformed.
He had once been a cunning, treacherous merchant who made his living selling counterfeit goods, cheating countless honest, kindhearted people. Even before becoming a Dark Knight, he had been exceptionally clever. After his transformation, he had turned that