Shaxx nods to you. "Good to see you in fighting trim. That's just what we need."

"The Witness's power grows daily, strengthening our greatest enemies. To stand against them, we must grow stronger ourselves."

"I'm sending you out to run a gauntlet of the worst the Witness has to throw at us. Old foes with new tricks you'll need steadfast allies to defeat." He firms his stance on his platform. "I'll be monitoring your progress myself—and I'll reward your success handsomely. Arcite will be waiting at the finish line with your prize."

Shaxx claps a broad hand on your shoulder and lowers his helmet to face you.

"Get out there, Guardian. The Pantheon awaits."