Inside the Dungeon
The air grew thick. The temperature dropped. Shadows twisted unnaturally along the stone walls.
Arya stood still, breathing slowly beneath his white mask, as dust from the recent explosion settled around him. His eyes locked onto the monster in front of him.
Joon Ya the monstrous boss was smiling.
Not just smiling. Laughing.
A deep, guttural, almost human laugh that echoed off the dungeon walls like a haunting chorus.
"Hahaha… So you really think," Joon said, his voice low and sinister, "just because you destroyed my army… you can defeat me?"
He stepped forward. His figure, still humanoid in shape, radiated an aura darker than before. It was as if the dungeon itself bent toward him.
"Let me show you something entertaining."
With a snap of his clawed fingers, the ground beneath them trembled again.
