Heavy Metal

A massive armored figure began to move, the sound of its metal joints echoing through the chamber like a death knell. Its movements were deliberate and heavy, each step resonating with power. Rusty could see that this creature was not like the other living armors he had faced. This one exuded a strange aura that he had not seen before.

This was the first dungeon boss he had encountered, and even though the hero had warned him about the dangers of such beings, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement. This was the challenge he had been seeking, the key to his next evolution. His level was now fourteen, and this monster would probably be enough to push him through the threshold.

"My luck wasn't good. I would have probably reached a higher level if it wasn't for those adventurers. But at least, they can't follow me here."

Rusty knew that once a person was inside a boss chamber, it was impossible for anyone else to enter. Unless the adventurers chasing him had some digging tools, he would have time to dispatch this monster, reach the next evolution, and then either run away or confront his pursuers once he was stronger. The month was almost up, and this seemed to be the limit. If he didn't make it out of this battle, all of his planning would have been for nothing.

"Is that going to be my next form? It looks a bit disfigured…"