The Force-field
The Accursed easily makes his way up the suggested staircase. As he enters and walks down a corridor he hears a few warriors sounding not too far off. The now massive elf waste no time by taking the opportunity to hide in the darkness. "I can't believe we're stuck guarding the generator." One of the warriors complains. "Tell me about it. There is much more to be done than stand around here all day." The other grumbles in response. "Just get over here and do as the All-Father's commands." Another warrior says while rolling his eyes.
The Accursed smirks as he emerges from the shadows. He slowly walks towards the warriors he had been eavesdropping. After stepping into the light a couple of warriors see the dark elf then draw their swords. "What?" The two grumbling warriors ask upon seeing their brothers in arms draw their swords then run towards them. After being passed by they turn just in time to see their fellow warriors die by the elf's hands.
The two draw their swords then slowly approach their foe. The massive dark elf laughs at their efforts as he easily parries their attacks with his forearms. Deciding to toy with his would-be attackers a bit, he allows them to believe they're gaining the upper hand until he has them against a set of double doors. With the Accursed having them in the right position he grabs them by the throat then kills them before throwing them aside so he can open the doors.
The Accursed laughs at the ease of his entrance while slowing making his way through the chamber. Once he approaches the force-field protected generator, the elf studies it for a moment then looks around to make sure he is completely alone. Finding that he is truly alone, the Accursed forces his way to then trow the generator and its force-field leading to its destruction.