The adrenaline shot through Arthur as he stood frozen, his scream bouncing off the cavern walls. The sheer magnitude of the creature before him was overwhelming. Its massive form shifted, causing the ground to tremble beneath his feet. Arthur scrambled backward, his breaths shallow and rapid, like prey to its hunter. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
The giant, now fully awake, turned its massive head towards the source of the noise. Its eyes, glowing like molten gold, locked onto Arthur. The creature let out another earth-shattering roar that sent dust and loose rocks cascading from the cave's ceiling as a Strange man walked into the cave, shocking Arthur and the Monster alike because he seemed clueless. Besides that, he was a tall, lean guy dressed in tattered clothing that seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows. This mysterious man walked toward Arthur, trying to reassure him.
In a friendly tone, the mysterious man introduced himself as Charlie, stating to be from Corp World, expecting Arthur to know, but instead, Arthur was left confused and wary of this unexpected visitor. Despite his initial apprehension, Arthur couldn't help but feel a sense of relief at the sight of another human presence in such a perilous situation.
Soon after, Charlie pulls out two blades and a gun that he handed to Arthur for his protection. Charlie claimed to have built the weapons himself, using Damascus for the blades and gun, giving them longevity; such was smart in most cases because the majority of monsters weren't too hard-skinned, only high-ranking ones.
The guy confidential walking toward the monster with another weapon that he pulled out of his clothing, making Arthur say, "How, How did you manage to build all of these weapons?" and "HOW THEY INTO YOUR CLOTHING?" Charlie simply smiled and replied, "I have my ways." This time the weapon he pulled out wasn't something ordinary; it glowed, it had fumes coming from the weapon, enclothing with an aura so bright, it brightened up the cave for a minute.
*Clack, Clack, Clack*
Suddenly Charlie was engulfed in armor made of a higher-grade monster, allowing him to strike as hard as the monsters. The monster let out a roar of surprise as Charlie's new weapon sliced through its tough skin effortlessly. The battle had just taken a thrilling turn as the monster went berserk, crashing into Charlie, and sending him to a wall with lots of rubble falling right on him.
All Charlie could do was lay there, stunned and battered, as his arms dangled limply by his sides. Thinking to himself, "FUCK, WE ARE FUCKED."