The goblins poured from the shadows like a tide of filth, their cruel eyes glinting in the fading light of Durin's Shield. Gunnhild stood tall, her runic hammer aglow with the last vestiges of the fallen sun.

"Thus did Durin's children turn back the dark!" she declared, her voice steel-sharp. "Thus shall I!"

She swung her hammer in a mighty arc, crushing a dozen goblins with a single blow. The horde surged forward undeterred, a relentless tide of vicious blades and teeth.

"Your numbers are naught against the righteousness of Khazad!" Gunnhild cried. "Only in death shall you pass this gate!"