"I swear that guy's stacking physics-defying stones! He's gotta be using cheat codes—who the hell balances a rock sideways on a pebble?!" Baelgor growled, stomping into the gloomy forest in front of the dungeon like a sulking warlord denied his dessert.
His massive claws tore up bushes with every angry step, and small woodland creatures scattered in terror as the ancient, terrifying Dungeon Boss grumbled like a teenager who just got banned from his favorite online server.
"I'm a god-damned Primordial Calamity! I shouldn't be losing to a reptile with posture problems and a hobby in keeping tea cups like a princess!"
But just as Baelgor prepared to punch a tree into sawdust to vent his frustration, he paused. His nostrils flared.
"Humans," he muttered, eyes gleaming. "Two of them... strong ones... and inside my dungeon?"
