'Shit.' He thought as he entered the dark room.
Dread trembled in his eyes as he beheld the chained carcasses of beasts sprawled across stone tables. Their stomachs, void of organs, lay open amidst pools of blood staining the ground. Tubes filled with various body parts added to the macabre scene, instilling fear even in him.
He advanced cautiously, cursing the tower and its chilling trial as he sank into deep contemplation.
He believed he had become immune to fear after everything he had endured but realised he was mistaken.
The madness of this place's owner terrified him. Death would be the least of his concerns, as he dreaded the potential consequences of failure. Would he find himself laid upon one of those tables and transformed into an abomination as well?
Should he give up on the boss?
