"You've got to be kidding me…"
-Thud.
Rodolf dropped Ralf's limp body onto the jagged stone floor.
"What do we do now?" He growled, clenching his fists
Suddenly, the ground beneath our feet began to tremble. The ceiling—already cracked and unstable—let out a low, ominous groan. Bits of gravel and dirt rained down on us.
We couldn't stay here much longer. If the Behemoth didn't kill us, the cave would.
I cast a glance up at the hulking figure looming over us. "We kill it… and seal it back."
Rodolf let out a short, incredulous scoff. "Yeah? And how exactly do we do that?"
"It's already too late for that," Nikolas chuckled from behind us.
"No," I said, my eyes narrowing as they locked on the creature's twisted horns. "There's still a way. We sever the horns and bring it down before it fully awakens."
Nikolas's smirk faltered.
"Rodolf!" I yelled.
