While Zack was thinking of what to do, he saw the smoke and steam converging on some spots and then slowly taking the forms of golems.
"Now they want to stop me with ordinary monsters, huh?" Zack thought while furrowing his eyebrows.
Zack began to second-guess his decision to come to this place. The area was meticulously designed to waste his time, with every detail calculated to slow down their progress. The whole thing seemed almost too perfectly constructed to impede them.
Despite his doubts, Zack knew they had no choice but to press on. The thought of turning back was not an option, yet their adversaries' meticulous planning weighed heavily on his mind. He couldn't help but feel a growing frustration at the realization that their enemies had anticipated their every move, making the journey a treacherous and exhausting endeavor.
"This might be a waste of time, but at least I am diverting the attention of the enemy," Zack thought.
