It was time for the final battle, The Warden, Hawke, and the Inquisitor were teamed together to head to and face off against the true leader.
The one who actually brought the darkspawn into the world, the one who caused their names to be known world wide, the one who could possibly destroy them.
But once they got to the setting for the final battle, they were surprised by what they saw.
Bodahn, the merchant companion of The Warden and Hawke, begging and pleading with his son. "Sandal, what are you doing, why would you do something like this? I thought you were my son!"
The previously younger dwarf was now but a doll of his former self. Slowly he spoke, "It was all for the enchantment father..." an empty smile grew on his face, "I never cared for you, and I was never stupid... it was all a ruse so I could get here, to this very moment." Bodahn, Hawke, The Warden, and the Inquisitor looked on in horror as Sandal floated up above, ascending.
Flames burst everywhere, all around the world. Everything was getting destroyed, alas, no one could react in time as they all were halted by a vision of Sandal's face, empty smile plastered on his lips as he spoke the last word they'd ever hear.
Enchantment?