In the dimly lit and echoing confines of the cave, Alen's footsteps echoed as he ran deeper into its depths. The stone walls were slick with moisture, and the air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth. The path before him twisted and turned unpredictably, making each step a perilous gamble.
As he moved further into the cave, he could feel the oppressive weight of the rock overhead pressing down on him. The walls seemed to close in around him, creating a disorienting maze. The only source of light was the faint luminescence of bioluminescent fungi clinging to the stone, casting eerie shadows that danced along the corridor.
With each footfall, Alen's breath quickened, his heart pounding in his chest. His senses were on high alert, straining to detect any sign of the evolving goblin boss that lay ahead. His footsteps, though hasty, were careful, his ears attuned to the faintest of sounds, ready to react at a moment's notice.
