The acid splattered across the trees and large rocks around the swamp, and within seconds, everything it touched melted into a bubbling, boiling mess.
Oth immediately looked back, his face tense as he saw the horrifying scene. "It's still chasing us!"
"Take cover!" Gordon quickly chanted a spell in the deep orcish tongue.
"Terra Murus!" A large mound of earth rose from the ground, creating a thick barrier to shield them from the Guardian's acid attack.
The stone trembled as it was hit by the acid, but it held strong, providing temporary protection.
The Guardian of the Swamp, the terrifying eight headed monster, roared with a sound that shook the entire swamp.
Its roar echoed, reaching even into the orc village, causing panic among the inhabitants.
The creature was furious, knowing its prey had escaped, and now it lashed out wildly, slamming its massive tail into the ground, sending waves of mud and filthy water splashing all around.
