The already tumultuous battle took a new turn as fire drakes and magma golems entered the fray. Their presence heralded a new wave of danger, as they unleashed massive fireballs and magma spears from the air. The onslaught was unrelenting, and the combined efforts of these elemental adversaries intensified the chaos that surrounded Terry.
In the midst of the inferno, Terry's resilience and resourcefulness were put to the test. The blows he endured, the flames that engulfed the battlefield, and the piercing pain that coursed through his body served as constant reminders of the precarious nature of his situation.
"Fuck…" Terry muttered when he felt his arms getting burns thanks to the electric currents of the spears. "What a time not to have my armor…"
