You rush toward Firiona to make sure she is all right. Before you can reach her, there is a flash of light that materializes into a tall Dark Elf. 'Not so fast, masked oaf,' he laughs, grabbing Firiona under his arm and leaping back fifteen feet.
Lucan dashes forward, his great sword raised to strike. 'Laricel, you spawn of maggots!'
Laricel dodges his attack easily, leaps quickly backwards three times. 'A little help, please, Hanafen!'
With a shriek, a fully-armored woman with a black headband leaps out of nowhere, bringing down a giant battle hammer that smashes the ground between Laricel and Lucan. Two snarling Chaos hounds leap in after her, growling and snapping.
'Two Chaos Lords!' Lucan cries. He turns to you. 'Oathbound, I'll get Laricel and rescue Firiona. You deal with Hanafen and her dogs!'
As he chases after Laricel, Hanafen turns to you, hefting her hammer. 'You've been causing us a lot of trouble lately, little whelp of the Tribunal. Why do you insist on being a hero when you know far too well there are no heroes in War or Chaos? There are only the living who are worthy to continue fighting and the dying who are unworthy of life! Which of the two will you be?' Her laugh is cruel and beautiful as she calls her Chaos hounds to war.
Slay your opponent or finish four quests to win the game.
Game Win Lore
Hanafen struggles to remain standing, her back to the rock wall. The Bloodlust Maul that had struck countless blows in the past now hands from her weary hands, the burning corpses of Chaos Hounds lying all about her. You strike again and she can fight no more.
'You are as strong as they say,' she gasps. 'You would have to be to defeat Gormung and the others.'
'Where have you taken Firiona?' you demand.
Hanafen laughs between coughs. 'To Diren Hold, now our fortress, a fortress of anarchy. Go there if you wish to seek your friend in the maw of Chaos.' She watches your expression.
'War is the Incarnation of Chaos,' she continues. 'It is the pulse of the Storm and the breath of the Void, the place where Life and Death are as one and so you feel the breath of life the strongest just before violent death. War is fought in the Light as often as the Shadow. Remember that... Oathbound.'
Hanafen's breath finally fails her and her body falls limp. You close her open eyes of glass and rise, glaring at the peaks of Everfrost, frozen and distant.
You have defeated Hanafen, Chaos Priestess!
Game Loss Lore
Hanafen's attacks are relentless, her speed uncanny. You desperately try to outmaneuver her but after what seems an eternity of fearsome combat, you find your back to a rock wall, Chaos Hounds at either side, your strength exhausted. Hanafen looms over you, her black bandanna flowing.
'Your path to heroism ends here, Oathbound. Only when my maul severs the life from your body will you be honored -- but only for a moment. After that you will have nothing, for the dead have no honor.'
Her scream is earth-shattering as she swings her maul a final time.
You have been defeated by Hanafen, Chaos Priestess.