Amarth stumbled out of Mordor.
He watched the armies leave, never to return to that forsaken place.
Pain had consumed him after Sauron's death, he had known that it was Sauron's power leaving him.
But now that Sauron was dead, that meant he would come.
You cannot hide from him Amarth. He will find you...
And he will kill you.
Amarth froze as the voice echoed through his mind.
He knew it was true, he couldn't fight this on his own.
He would need help.
Amarth look into the distance and watched as the armies vanished from sight.
No. I cannot do this alone.
And I will not have to.
Amarth turned to the east.
Somewhere in that land, far from where anyone in these lands knew about, dwelt a being who had waited years for Sauron's death.
A being who was now the most powerful man in Middle Earth.
And who would destroy everything.