The Grim plummeted into the caverns below the Throne of Thunder as the ground beneath them erupted. Accounting for all of its strike force, The Grim moved forward cautiously and ready. Swarms of bats came forward and were dispatched, and then, before the assault team, stood a massive turtle-like creature. Large and not mobile, but still quite deadly, this beast summoned more dragon turtles and bats to its defense, and all were dispatched with ruthless effectiveness. The Grim do not care if you call this place home, if you are in our way, you will be annihilated.
Over the millennia, small amounts of mogu flesh-shaping magic seeped into the caverns below the Thunder King’s citadel. The dark energies warped one of the chamber’s native dragon turtles, melding it to the surrounding crystalline walls. Known as Tortos, this amalgamation of flesh and stone has since feasted on the cave’s rich mineral deposits and grown to a colossal size.
The Grim press forward, and can hear the roars of some vile beast deeper in the caverns ahead. Undaunted, we will make our way through all in our path, and finish off the Mogu and Trolls.
