The Guardian Beast

The path to the Crystal Caverns was treacherous, with jagged rocks and shifting sands making every step a challenge. We moved cautiously, our senses heightened, aware that danger lurked around every corner. The air was thick with an eerie silence, broken only by the distant rumble of shifting crystals within the caverns ahead.

“We’re close,” Marcus murmured, his eyes scanning the terrain for any signs of movement. “Stay sharp, everyone. I’ve heard tales of the guardian beast that protects these caverns. It’s said to be unlike anything we’ve faced before.”

Felix nodded, his grip tightening on the artifact that pulsed gently in his hand. “We must be ready for anything. The puppeteer will have anticipated our move, and this beast is likely to be a formidable opponent.”