The decision was made. With renewed determination and hope, the group prepared to put the plan into action.
Kaizen, now focused on his connection with the spirits, led the way through the prison's secret tunnels.
The dark, damp corridors echoed with the sound of their cautious footsteps, while the heavy air of the prison's oppression hung over them.
"We're getting closer," Kaizen whispered, his voice laden with tension. "The spirits tell me we're close to the wing where Og'tharoz is being held."
Andrew and the others followed Kaizen closely, keeping alert for any sign of danger. The tunnels were a winding maze, and they relied on Kaizen's skills to guide them safely.
Finally, they reached a narrow staircase that led to the upper floors of the prison. Kaizen looked up, his determined expression reflecting his determination to free his friend. "I'll go up alone first," he said, preparing to fly using his Psyker powers. "There are a lot of guards up there, I'll distract them so you can help Og'tharoz."
"Be careful," warned Alina, worried about the danger Kaizen would face alone. "They're stronger than they look."
"I know." Kaizen nodded in acknowledgement and concentrated his energy, rising into the air with an aura of power. He quickly ascended the floors, crossing the ice barriers that separated each level of the prison.
As Kaizen advanced, the prison guards began to notice his presence, because the crash of the walls breaking began to echo through the prison.
Alarms echoed through the corridors, and patrols of guards mobilized to stop him. Kaizen, however, was determined to save Og'tharoz and it wasn't going to be a few dozen simple guards who were going to stop him if he went with everything he had.
When he finally set foot on the ground in the F1 wing, Kaizen was quickly surrounded, but with a wave of his hand, Kaizen unleashed a blast of psychic energy that knocked down the cell doors and disoriented the guards.
His eyes shone with determination as he faced the rapidly approaching dark elf guards. The dark elves were known for their agility and skill in combat, but Kaizen was prepared for the challenge. His powers as a Psyker made him a force to be reckoned with, especially when he was determined to free his friend. A simple wave of his hands and everything was on the ground.
That day Floor F1, F2 and F3 of the Iron Fortress were completely destroyed by Kaizen and Og'tharoz.
They looked around, breathing heavily after the intense battle they had faced.
The Iron Fortress was silent now, the echo of the clashes gradually dissipating. Flames danced in some spots, illuminating the wreckage and the bodies of the defeated dark elves.
Og'tharoz looked at Kaizen with a satisfied smile. "Together, we are unstoppable."
Kaizen agreed, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and triumph. "But we can't let our guard down just yet. There are still many challenges ahead of us."
As they talked, Alina approached with a worried look on her face, climbing the stairs. "We need to get out of here before more enemies appear. This place is still full of guards!"
Kaizen looked at his friends and pointed upwards. "No, we're not running away, we're going even higher."
Alina and the others were surprised. "What? No, now that they know we're here, they must be protecting the Emperor of Mist with everything they've got, they'll be prepared."
Xisrith approached. "She's right. Invading the Palace now is madness."
"We've come this far, we've come this far. We can't weaken now." Og'tharoz agreed with Kaizen.
"But it's not safe, man." Andrew said. "You're strong, but not everyone here can keep up." He pointed at Jayaa, who was panting and her face was covered in dust after only a few fights.
"What? No, you don't have to worry about me." Jayaa put a hand to his chest and placed himself in the middle of the discussion. "Kaizen is right, we must go all the way to find out what this emperor knows about Týr!"