James slid over the ground, dodging the heavy slam of one of his opponents. Clicking his tongue, he stared at the figure in front of him, trying to keep track of the ones closing in from the other end of the hallway.
They were monsters of living rock. At first, he thought they were something like Golems or Automatons, but no; he could hear breathing, and they reacted differently to sudden attacks compared to the kind of beings that have a predetermined course of action placed into them. But even so, that didn't really change anything about the situation that he had found himself in.
