Our [Stealth] was still in effect as we cautiously entered the boss room. No signs of movement from the enemy, but the overwhelming sense of foreboding had only grown stronger. It was becoming suffocating, to be honest. We kept scanning our surroundings when, out of nowhere, our [Stealth] vanished prematurely.
"Aw, crap! We've been made," I muttered as I swiftly armed myself with my trusty Versatile Weapon.
Pandora, not missing a beat, gripped her greatsword and replied, "Looks like we don't have a choice, do we?"
The entire room suddenly blazed with light, and the entrance we'd come through erupted in flames.
"Well, it seems like we won't be making a hasty escape," I observed, my back against Pandora's to cover any blind spots, in case the enemy decided to make a surprise entrance.
