The volcanic cavern was a furnace of molten rock and choking heat.
Every step Alex took brought him closer to the towering monstrosity before him: the Magma-Rend Behemoth.
The creature's lava-drenched body crackled with power, its obsidian hide gleaming under the oppressive glow of the molten pools around them.
A low growl rumbled from the Behemoth, followed by an ear-splitting roar.
Ding!
[Magma-Rend Behemoth – Level 750]
[HP: 100,000,000]
[Skills: No-Escape Roar, Magma Beams, Lava Quake, Inferno Breath, Obsidian Shield, Pyroclastic Eruption, Molten Charge, Flame Shackles, Blazing Regeneration...]
Alex's lips curled into a grim line.
He gripped his [Staff of Hatred], its crimson glow a stark contrast to the molten light.
His [Demonized Whisper of Shadows] dagger was useless without [Bleeding Strike], forcing him to rely solely on his spells and the power of the staff.
