With a nod from the Wraith, Talion shifted into the unseen world. Time slowed. He didn't just strike the Olog; he navigated the flow of the battle like a sequence of code being rewritten. He vaulted over the giant, planting a spectral dagger into its neck, and channeled the power of the New Ring.
"Strange naming convention for an Orc," Talion muttered, his hand hovering over the lock. Middle.Earth.Shadow.of.War.part03 (2).rar
Talion looked down at the iron-bound chest he had just liberated from a Captain’s tent. It was labeled with a jagged, black-inked inscription: . With a nod from the Wraith, Talion shifted