At Xal'atath's warning, the Titan-forged immediately scattered and fled.
As for that sneaky bastard Loken, there would be plenty of chances to deal with him later.
Loken was known for his quick mind.
He was not particularly strong in combat.
"Besieged on all sides" was an apt description of his predicament.
Whether he fled outside or remained here in Ulduar.
Loken's fate was inevitable!
Xal'atath prodded his back again with the curved blade.
"Stop dawdling and keep moving! You absolutely cannot die here now!"
In truth, Loken would have made the right choice even without Xal'atath's threats.
Between dying now and dying later, he would never consider the former.
Nothing mattered more than staying alive.
Even one more second was worth it!
In truth, Loken was not the only one this cowardly.
None of the Titan Keepers or Titan-forged would face death calmly.
As it turned out, silicon-based life feared death too!
The mountain behind them, which could collapse at any moment, spurred these refugees to muster all their strength.
Among the masses running for their lives, Mimiron's mechanical faction stood out.
At the very front of the fleeing procession were giant war machines driven by Mechagnomes.
At full speed, those giant war machines exceeded eighty miles per hour.
That off-road speed would put every war machine on Earth to shame!
The giant war machines were utterly wild along the way.
They blasted obstacles apart with their cannons, rumbling onward and crushing a smooth road into existence.
The smaller Titan-forged among the other refugees hitched rides.
Those Titan-forged built on a giant template ran behind them instead.
The smooth road cleared by the war machines allowed them to run at full speed.
Compared with those poor souls running along the ground.
The Mechagnomes piloting their clunky-looking helicopters had a much