Chapter 6 - 1 Part 6: Tower of Vestige, Sophius
Mage Allen, proud of his answer, raised both hands wide and open, forming a T-pose as he declared, "My answer is pressure."
With a deep, echoing voice, the giant metallic Sophius uttered, "Very well. Your answer deserves commendable..."
Allen's laugher manic "Indeed. I'm a genius."
The elite knights raised their fist in agreement as they shared conviction.
...Or so they presumed.
"Whomp..."
With terrifying speed, Sophius lunged forward, swung its massive metallic club with force of devastation. The ground groaned under the impact, sending tremors through the chamber. The strike was merciless, aimed directly at Allen as the titan finished its phrase: "...death."
Gareth cleared his throat before he spoke, "No rusty metal could pulled of such manuever."
Commander Darius who had kept his gaze fixed upon Sophius throughout fray had foreseen the dangerous assault. The moment Sophius surged forward, he reacted without delay, pulling Allen away from danger just in time as he thought, "Despite its monstrous girth, his swiftness in beyond reckoning!" Darius snapped, "Get a grip! That monster could have killed you."
"I'm sorry." Allen's apology fell from his lips with cold, lacking with a trace of true regrets. His mind scoffed in disbelief, "Impossible! Pressure is the commonly known answer of such riddle. Sophius is playing tricks on us." His voiced cracked as he screamed, "Sophius, what's the correct answer then?"
Sophius replied with its eyes gleamed red, "Considering your wits, you aren't worthy to know. You shall die as an ignorant."