Standing at the crossroads of decision in the heart of Death River, Johan found himself faced with a monster-sized conundrum. He scratched his head, casting a dubious gaze at the murky surroundings as if expecting them to provide some profound guidance.
"So, who's gonna join me on this Death River adventure?" Johan mumbled to himself, a theatrical drumroll echoing in his mind. It was like choosing a squad for the weirdest game of Dungeons & Dragons.
His options paraded before him like contestants in a monster pageant. On one side, there was Danny, the trusty Titan-shifter summon with muscles that could probably intimidate Death River itself. On the other, Ken, the ghoul summon, his loyalty as steadfast as his love for dramatic entrances.
