The entrance to the southern road is a wide stone tunnel, partially collapsed and littered with rubble. Stale, sulfurous air fills the space, carrying the faint echoes of distant skittering. Jagged rocks block much of the path, creating a natural bottleneck. Deeper within, flickering orange light casts eerie shadows on the walls, illuminating a desperate struggle. Amid the rubble, a group of Dark Elves fights fiercely against a swarm of Smolderlings. These smaller creatures, glowing with molten heat, dart between the rocks, snapping and hissing as they attack. The Dark Elves, cornered but resolute, fire bolts of shadowy energy and hurl curses, striving to hold their ground against their fiery foes.