The Gigantic Golem had crumbled down, and its core was gathering lava around it again.
On the other side, Boldred had lost his power and slowly stood up. He saw his two arms bent strangely and forced his two hands against each other.
CRACKLE!
The bones snapped, and the arm was back on. Suddenly, Boldred knelt down as if meditating.
His breathing became deep and heavy. The wild Power that had exploded from him began to coil back into his body, but the strain was visible. His skin was burned, his armor was broken, and the arm he had just forced back into place trembled with pain.
"How long do you need, boss?" The Battle Mage Commander asked as he approached.
The Red Chains were in dire straits. Less than half of their numbers remained, and all were burnt and injured.
Golems of lava arose to encircle the Dungeon Core just as the Red Chains encircled their boss.
