Pentaro, with unwavering determination, strode into the desolation that was once a pristine room. The ominous wreckage left in the wake of the ferocious beasts sent adrenaline surging through his veins, his heart pounding in sync with the chaos around him. Beside him, D3, eyes filled with a fiery curiosity, picked up a jagged shard of glass, a symbol of the relentless battle they faced.
With a thunderous entrance, Silon and MK joined the fray, their cautious steps resonating with the urgency of their mission. Every stride they took was a dance on the precipice of danger, for the room was a treacherous labyrinth of shattered remnants. They could feel the beasts' malevolence lurking in the air, a relentless reminder of the formidable adversary they sought to conquer.
