Nate turned to face the keepers, his jaw tightening as he took in their menacing forms. They were nothing like the creatures he had fought before. These were taller, stronger, and far more dangerous. Standing eight feet tall, their hulking bodies were covered in tough, armored skin that gleamed in the dim light of the chamber. Each carried a massive hammer that radiated an oppressive aura, the weapons nearly as tall as they were. Their glowing eyes burned with rage, locked onto Nate like a predator eyeing its prey.
For a moment, silence filled the chamber, save for the crackling embers that danced around Nate's feet. He met their gaze head-on, his lips curling into a small, defiant smile. "You're not the only ones with an upgrade," he muttered, his voice low but carrying a dangerous edge.
