The white golem's emergence sent a jolt of alarm through every soul inside the crypt. As the metallic coffin finished unfolding, the construct stepped onto its lid with mechanical precision. Golden circuit-lines pulsed across its alabaster frame like veins of living light. Its faceless helm rotated toward Dravic—who stood dangerously close to the hovering tier-7 hammer.
A cold, mechanical voice reverberated through the hall.
[Intruder detected]
Dravic jerked backward with an instinctive panic born from memory—the earlier battle with the colossal guardian. But this new golem did not lumber. It blurred.
In a flash of white and gold, the construct launched forward.
"WHAT—!!" Dravic barely crossed his arms before—
BAAAMMM!!!
The impact shook the entire hall. The two-cosmos expert was driven to his knees, boots carving trenches against the ancient floor. Blood sprayed from his lips as he screamed through gritted teeth.
"B-Bastard!"
