After thinking about it for a moment, Thoren did not choose immediately. He retracted his hand and stepped away from the ancient door.
"I do not need to rush," he said as he shook his head. "There are still a lot of things for me to do here."
His eyes wandered to the glowing crystals, and the hidden greed in his eyes resurfaced. He could not even consider leaving this place before securing his treasure.
With that thought, he walked to the center of the cavern and pondered for a moment. Then, a new idea appeared in his mind, and a slow smile crept up his face.
'With so many undead servants, there is no need for me to worry about mining these crystals,' he said softly to himself.
Without hesitation, he commanded the undead Storm Tyrant to mine one of the crystals. The undead Storm Tyrant walked toward the wall and raised his massive hammer.
Then he brought it down with tremendous force.
Bang! Bang!
