Memory fragment (2)

Summoning a golem, he threw it toward the ground, watching as it marched forward into the trap.

The golem advanced, and just as it reached the designated spot, Xandros' suspicion was confirmed—it was indeed a trap. Suddenly, the ground split in two as iron thorns shot up at high speed.

Xandros heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had been smart enough to use the golem as a decoy—otherwise, he would have been pierced through by the iron thorns.

One might be surprised by how ordinary this trap seemed. Yes, all the traps Xandros had encountered so far were just ordinary traps meant for mortals.

But even though these traps were ordinary, they possessed a terrifying power that sent shivers down his spine, making him feel death looming over him. He didn't know how they were made, but the materials used in their construction—like the iron thorns—were considered ordinary in his world. And yet, they carried such an overwhelming sense of dread.