I fought through the desert, taking down hordes of Ravagers that just kept coming at me. I was getting tired, but I refused to give up. I had to win this; there was no other option for me. After what felt like forever, I finally made it to the end of the desert, and in front of me was a large city made out of stone that looked ancient.
As soon as I entered, the Meccat King appeared in front of me again, with a large group of Ravagers behind him. He looked different; he had multiple arms now, and his body was much larger than the others behind him.
"You're not giving up, are you?" The Meccat King said as he charged toward me with his army right behind him.