The battle raged on, each blow taking its toll on the group. Despite their injuries, they pushed forward, inching closer to the glowing altar that stood in the distance. The beast guarding the altar roared with fury, its enormous claws swiping at them relentlessly, each strike carving deep grooves into the ashen ground.
Logan gritted his teeth, his body screaming in protest with every movement. He lunged at the creature, slashing at its thick hide, but the blade barely left a scratch. “We’re not making a dent!” he shouted, frustration evident in his voice.
Anna, clutching the vial tightly in her trembling hands, glanced toward the altar. “We have to distract it! I just need a few seconds to reach the altar!”
Ryan, battered but determined, stepped forward. “I’ve got this.” He grabbed a broken spear lying on the ground and hurled it at the beast’s face. The spear struck its target, lodging just above the creature’s glowing red eye.
The beast howled in pain, thrashing wildly. Its
