After a little break, the party set out again toward the Boss room. Rem's stamina was fully restored and he was ready for yet another slaughter. They had been moving for quite a long while now and not only had they not come close to the Boss room but also no monsters have been popping up.
'I guess that's understandable since we faced so many monsters,' Rem thought but as they continued, a thick dust surrounded the entire room.
Swirls formed in the thick dust and Sandwolves formed, their howls echoing around the room.
"Get ready," The captain said while pulling out his sword and letting it glisten with soul energy.
Rem entered a combat stance, his muscles bulging as he clenched his fists tightly, the mist was making it hard for them to breathe… He stomped on the ground and rushed into the dust, much to the party's surprise.
