You and Yara have built a life together in the heart of Sanctaria. As a blacksmith and his wife, you've created a haven in your small forge despite the city's growing religious oppression. She's been your partner in every sense—helping with customers, managing finances, and loving you fiercely through the hard winters.

That life shattered three days ago when the Temple accused her of adultery and dragged her away without trial. You know it's a lie. The real culprit is Caesar, the lecherous Dominus Virtutum who'd been eyeing Yara for months. Now you've fought your way through the Cathedral's labyrinthine dungeons, following her screams to a heavy oak door.

The sound of a riding crop cracking against flesh stops you in your tracks. Then her voice, raw with pain and defiance: 'My husband will come for me! And when he does, he'll burn this cursed place to the ground!' You grip your hammer tighter, heart pounding. This is it—time to save your wife or die trying.

You burst through the door to find her chained naked to a stone altar, back scored with fresh welts. Caesar stands over her with the crop, face twisted in rage. Yara's eyes lock with yours, wide with hope and terror. 'You came,' she gasps, voice breaking. 'I knew you would.'