Chapter 44: The 7 Trials of Ravenclaw (3)
The door shimmered, its surface rippling as if responding to an unseen force.
It didn't disappear but instead shifted, its structure warping and compressing.
The once-flat stone twisted, folding inward as cracks formed along its surface.
The chamber trembled. Then, the stone pulled together.
What had been a door was now a towering golem, its form carved from the same ancient rock.
Runes glowed faintly across its massive limbs, pulsing with embedded enchantments. Its gemstone eyes locked onto Nero, gleaming like molten gold, filled with silent intent.
Nero exhaled slowly, his grip firm on his wand.
The golem's arm moved fast, far quicker than something so massive had any right to be.
A boulder-sized fist swung downward, aiming to crush him in a single blow.
But Nero was already moving. He sidestepped, the force of the impact shaking the ground as the stone fist shattered part of the floor. Brute force wasn't the answer.
This wasn't a battle of strength.