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As the sixth dragon fell to the ground dead, the Lord of the Land, Afrael, raised his sword in victory. The Guards and Knights around him cheered along with their lord at the imminent victory. The three remaining wizards were calm, but ready to continue on, eager to scour the great library of the dungeon. All the heroes could feel the pounding of the great dungeon heart only a few rooms away.

"The Keeper has sent his goblins, his trolls, his warlocks and his dragons!" Lord Afrael called out, "They all lie dead at your feet."

This brought another round of cheering from his loyal servants. Unseen, in the back of the crowd, a single wizard stood calm, uncheering, his face set in stone. The Lord of the Land again spoke, drawing his loyal into a frenzied state, and through the doors and rooms they traveled, slaughtering all in their way. Skeletons, Bile Demons, and Dark Elves all fell to the onslaught of the heroes.

Only one guard fell in this next wave of combat, and Lord Afrael was quite pleased with the effectiveness of the heroes as the slaughtered the keepers forces. All through the battle, the same wizard refused to grow confident. He had faced this keeper before, and was the lone survivor of the Realm of Light Elves.

Then it happened, just as the wizard knew it would, they opened the last door before the Dungeon Heart, and the imps swarmed over the heroes. Not much more than a nuisance, the imps distracted the heroes, causing confusion and drawing the focus of the heroes away from the Heart, but only for a moment. Into the heart chamber from three other doors, poured the worst of the Dungeons denizens. Mistresses hurling bolts of lightning, The most powerful of the Keepers Warlocks hurled fireballs into the center of the heroes' group. One by one in rapid succession, the heroes fell to their knees, dead or unconscious. Then the air shimmered, and lightning struck down, flattening the Lord of the Land.

Lord Afrael was not so easily defeated though, and with a rallying cry, brought the focus of his soldiers back to the heart. His wizards began to fire back with their own fireballs, destroying many of the Keepers minions. Lord Afrael, while his forces battled against the minions of the Keeper, attacked the heart directly. Again and again, the Lord of the Land bashed his blade against the giant glowing heart. Unseen by the Lord or the Keeper, the forces on both sides had been decimated. Only Lord Afrael, the skeptical wizard, and a single Mistress remained.

Lord Afrael, so focused on the heart, did not realize what was happening until the mistress' bladed glove found his throat, tearing the life out of him. The Dungeon Heart, worn and now small beat weakly with the life of the Keeper. The Keepers voice echoed thoughout the dungeon, voicing his gratitude towards the Mistress.

The hidden wizard stepped out from the shadows and with a single word, released a bolt of lightning, ending the Mistress' life instantly. With a smug grin, the wizard stepped up to the Keeper's Heart, placed his hand on the magical gem, and began to chant.

The words of magic rolled from his mouth and the wizard lost himself in the ancient spell. The Weave of magic stretched forth and encompassed the Dungeon Heart, then collapsed, destroying the soul inside of it, but leaving the Heart intact.

With a crooked grin, the Wizard chanted the last verse of his spell, and his body collapsed to the ground as his soul was transferred into the Dungeon Heart.

The Dungeon Heart beat with new life, swelling with Power.

A New Keeper had arrived.