fight or flight

The tunnel sloped downward, the ground turning damp and uneven beneath their feet. Strange markings lined the walls, ancient symbols long forgotten.

Serena ran a hand across them, frowning. "This doesn't feel right…"

Asher didn't slow. "We don't have time to feel right or wrong."

But then—

A low growl echoed through the tunnel.

Serena froze. "That… wasn't human."

Ronan's grip on his dagger tightened. "Something's here with us."

A shadow moved in the corner of Asher's vision. A grotesque shape—twisted, inhuman.

Then, glowing yellow eyes flickered to life in the darkness.

"…Intruders."

A deafening roar shook the tunnel.

The walls trembled as something massive lurched forward from the depths.

A Forgotten Guardian.

A relic of an older time, left behind in the burial grounds beneath Myid City.

A beast of rotting flesh, bound by ancient curses, wielding power long lost to mortals.