Firsthand account of the battle of Kal’Tor – Recruit Immeldus Starkin
We had known the Elves would put up a fight, but no one knew the numbers they could drum up. Great walking trees, giant bears from the forest, not to mention the archers. Battalions upon battalions, backed up with so many mages that they would have put the Academy itself to shame. And we knew that for every Elf you see, five more are hiding in the shadows, great bloody knives drawn and waiting to strike. I think every one of us would have turned and fled right then and there, maybe a few were going to, but that’s when the tanks rolled up behind us. I don’t know much about Gravite, but I know that when a rolling building is on your side you feel a mite more secure about your chances.
Then the General ordered the charge. We saw the pikemen rush out, ready to keep the tree-lovers at bay while we lined up our shots. When we started firing you couldn’t even hear the gunshots for all the thunder and lighting the whitebeards were calling down on the enemy lines.
And that’s when it happened. No one quite noticed the ground shake at first, with what seemed like everyone in both kingdoms running around stabbing and shooting and magicking everything up. But after a time you couldn’t help but tell this wasn’t anything any number of feet could do. By the time the fighting paused the ground shook so hard my teeth nearly rattled from my skull.
And then...and then I don’t know how to describe it. Like an explosion turned into a man. But...not a man. Some sort of demon of rock and fire and magic, Gravite pulsing through it like blood. And...and he just said one word...never forget it…”DEFILERS!” Voice sounded like the mountains themselves were speaking...booming...and then...then…
No, I can’t, I can’t. Fire, death...I’ve been a soldier since I was little more than a child and I’ve never seen anything like it. The world just...exploded. And hung in the air. And...and that’s where it stayed.
The Golemites are the ultimate challenge for the player. Tough, powerful and relentless, they view both the humans and elves as a scourge upon the world and would do anything, even blast the world apart, to cleanse the land. They are inexorably tied to the powers of Gravite and exist to ensure that it is not misused. Awakened by the humans’ excavation of Gravite mines and the elves’ misuse of their powers to battle the humans, they are singular in their goal. Destroy the defilers at any cost.