The thought of Everdeath still haunts you. That dark parody of your birth place. But now you are in a place that is like a second home to you, Leilon. You're back to the gate to stop the horde of cultits of the destructive god Talos from entering.
Slam.
They ram the gate again. All you can do is wait for the inevitable and delay it as long as possible. This is not the fate you dreamed of when you headed to Phandalin to hunt a white dragon. But here you are.You force your back straight and your feet dig into the earth. You are larger than you have ever been before. Each blow and spell is even more powerful. But you hold the gate. You feel the inherent burst of strength from your runes waning.
Crack.
The gate cracks but you still hold it. Zith. Brave Zith holding his own against a boneclaw. Why did you let him anywhere near the battle? No. You will hold the Gate. You trust your friends. You have to hold on and believe in them. But once the gate breaks then you can show the world what a Rune Knight of Denier can do. But even if it kills you. YOU WILL HOLD THE GATE!