Smoke chokes the corridor. Somewhere below, steel rings against stone and men are dying. Maria still has her rapier in hand - the one she has barely trained with for a month. Her chain mail catches the firelight, half-fastened, one bracer still loose. She should be at the hidden passage by now. She isn't. She is standing her ground, jaw set, waiting for you - her trainer, her guard, the one person who taught her that helpless is a choice. Commander Vorryn's soldiers are already on the east stairs. He wants her dead before she can become a symbol. You need to move her, protect her, and fight through a collapsing kingdom. The problem is, she intends to fight back.