The crucible was a 40-person raid on the dungeonlike Core. After brief instruction from our team leaders, we engaged horrible giant beetles called Molten Giants. In the fog of war, it was hard to tell what was going on, what with the battering, the stabbing, the spell casting and the healing. We killed the Molten Giants–though more showed up, as well as Core Hounds and other beasts. Then it was time for dinner, so I said goodbye and logged off. In World of Warcraft, there is always a graceful exit strategy.
