Chapter 9

In time, Lefn was announced as the strongest Symbiote user; Luca was not even mentioned. He felt frustration burn within him, at the same time determination. It was time to stop being scared and face all challenges head-on.

One evening, he entered the closest dungeon. The dark and foreboding entrance now lay before him. With a deep breathe, Luca stepped inside with his regular sword ready.

He walked with care, overcoming weak monsters with growing confidence. The deeper he ventured, the better the battles became. After some hours of fighting, Luca reached a dead end; there was a red circle with blood around it.

Curious, he stepped into the circle; in a flash, he was whisked to another dungeon. Before him now was a gruesome sight: bodies were strewn all around him-lifeless, rotting. Luca's heart raced as he looked up towards the top, eyes wide with terror.

Above him, webs hung from the ceiling and numerous eyes glowed menacingly. Drool dripped down and fell on his shoulders. Psyros's voice spoke to his mind, urgent and fearful. "This is bad, kid. Run! Go to the portal!"

He didn't need to be told twice. Luca ran toward the portal with all the speed his legs could carry him, knowing full well that at any moment his pursuers would be upon him. As he was about to step through, a huge creature dropped down behind him. A jet of its hot breath hit Luca's neck, sending shivers down his spine.