As Alan's ribs cracked under the crushing force of the monster's tongue, agony lanced through his body like a white-hot dagger. Gasping for breath, he felt the cold embrace of darkness beckoning him, his vision swimming in a haze of pain and despair.
But in his darkest moment, a flicker of hope ignited within him as he summoned his loyal servant, the black worm. With pleading eyes, he silently implored the creature to flee, to seek refuge from the horrors that lurked within the labyrinth's depths.
Understanding the urgency in Alan's gaze, the black worm hesitated for a moment, its glossy eyes reflecting a mixture of concern and determination. With a silent nod, it slithered away into the shadows, vanishing into the darkness with a speed that belied its serpentine form.
