The group ventured ever so deeper into the vast grasps of the dungeon, for what they sought was the boss monster, for when such a beast, typically several times stronger than regular the occupants of the cave.
The sound of blood spurting like a newly birthed pimple reverberated throughout.
The walls lined with the abstract art of enlisted killers.
The large grey bodies of the creatures littered the surroundings, bloodshot eyes, busted lips, severed limbs.
They all carried the mark that follows pain, misery and death.