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"The Ring-wraith Suladan waits below," Celebrimbor whispered, his voice a chorus of hollow echoes. "He was a king once. Now, he is but a vessel for Sauron’s will. To break the Dark Lord's hold on this region, we must first break his most loyal servant".

Talion adjusted his grip on Urfael. Below, the fortress of hummed with the movement of an orc legion. At its center stood Suladan , a towering figure draped in tattered black robes, his presence a void that seemed to swallow the torchlight. Middle.Earth.Shadow.of.War.part10.rar

"You fight for a dead kingdom, Ranger," Suladan hissed, the sound like dry leaves skittering over stone. To break the Dark Lord's hold on this

"The fortress is a beginning," Celebrimbor countered, his eyes already fixed on the distant, fiery peak of . "But the war for Middle-earth is far from over". At its center stood Suladan , a towering

The attack was a blur of steel and shadow. Talion leaped from the cliffs, a ghost in the darkness. He moved with a speed no mortal could match, his blade finding the gaps in heavy Uruk armor. But Suladan was prepared. With a wave of his hand, the Nazgûl unleashed a wave of necro-fire that threw Talion backward.

The blue light of the wraith-world erupted. The orcs nearby recoiled, blinded by the brilliance. For a moment, the two spirits—man and wraith—struggled for control over the fallen king's mind. The history of Suladan’s fall flashed before Talion: the golden halls, the gift of the ring, and the slow, agonizing corruption.