The Boss

This part of the tunnel was far more spacious and wider than the previous sections, yet, for some reason, it was also significantly colder. The chill that seeped through the stone walls was fierce and unrelenting, creeping into every crevice like an invisible mist.

However, Blazy's crackling flames wrapped around Nox like a protective barrier, shielding him from the biting cold and keeping his body comfortably warm.

The mushroom man, on the other hand, remained unaffected. It had long since adapted to such an environment, its thick fungal skin providing natural insulation against the cold air. The creature showed no signs of discomfort, moving with the same unbothered pace as before, its stubby feet tapping lightly against the rocky ground.

"In the Adventure Guild, they mentioned the possibility of finding spatial-type creatures here," Nox murmured to himself, his voice barely above a whisper. "But so far, I haven't come across one."