Tyrant

The cave trembled, its very foundations groaning in protest as the monster advanced, each heavy step resonating with a bone-crushing crunch.

The ground beneath Emir's feet seemed to quiver in fear, mirroring the trepidation that coursed through his veins.

His mind raced, evaluating his limited options.

Escape was no longer a viable choice; the outside world had transformed into a death sentence, leaving him trapped within the confines of this cavern.

With resignation settling over him like a shroud, he braced himself for the impending collision, aware that the creature lurking before him might possess a power far beyond his own.

And as the monster finally emerged from the shadows, it revealed a form that defied Emir's expectations.

It bore an unsettling resemblance to a human, with a single head, two arms, and two legs—its physical composition mimicking that of an ordinary person.