Arthur's eyes locked onto the creature materializing before him. The shimmering light faded, revealing a beetle about the size of a house cat, its glossy black carapace gleaming ominously under the arena's faint light.
The sight of it brought an immediate pang of familiarity.
"This is the same beetle I encountered in the beginning," Arthur muttered to himself, recalling the early game's weaker monsters.
The beetle clacked its mandibles and scuttled forward, its segmented legs clicking against the stone floor of the arena. Despite its size, it was sluggish, its movements slow and predictable.
Arthur couldn't help but smirk. "This is quite easy, no?" he muttered under his breath, already closing the distance between them.
