On the first level of the dungeon, Melvi and Clove were facing each other with a grim look.
Clove's eyes were red in anger,
"Tell me Melvi, what about your sister now? Does betraying the duke save your sister?
Do you think some idiots will defeat the duke on his territory? I don't know what's going to happen after those bastards die, but remember, I won't forgive you!"
[ MAGIA EARTHEN MOLDING ]
[ COME FORTH GOLEM! ]
The ground below her feet started wobbling and slowly arose a huge brown golem, at first its body looked clayey but slowly it hardened.
"Since young master told us to catch you alive, I will go easy on you, so don't struggle much-"
Melvi looked at it, and began to tremble again,
'What is this? I never saw a golem this big! What should I do?
I can't win against her, knowing her, she isn't even trying!'
The golem started waddling at her slowly, while Clove was pointing her finger at her, with her brows squeezed down.
"What was I thinking?
