The boss chamber was massive, the ceiling lost in the darkness above, the shadows obscuring the walls.
Ash, his eyes adjusting to the dim light, scanned the room, his senses on high alert.
The silence was heavy, the only sound the muffled footsteps of the adventurers as they spread out, weapons at the ready.
A low growl echoed from the shadows, and Ash's hand tightened around his sword.
The group froze, their breaths shallow in the oppressive silence.
Slowly, the source of the growl became clear, the massive shape of the boss materializing from the darkness.
It stood twice as tall as the tallest of the adventurers, its body rippling with muscle, its eyes glowing with a predatory intelligence.
"Be ready," Ash whispered, his voice carrying across the chamber.
The beast, its nostrils flaring, let out a low, threatening rumble.
In the distance, something shifted, another presence moving within the shadows.
