Duka sounded to be very much displeased with this metal body shape to look like that of a Lion, a creature that Ethons knows from his old world, but they were made of flesh and bone. Not this iron-like metal that is what the body is made of.

“What a golem,” Ethons asks, but it wasn’t the right timing to learn about a golem.

This thing had no intention to stand around inside the hole it is in taking a big lamp toward the two of them. Both had to move right as the Lion golem came to stand between them not making another move taking the movement in examining the dwarf and elf.

“Look, all I can say now about a Golem is that it is an object created with great magic to form into whatever materials are used, forming the body of whoever is the maker.”

Duka gave him the quick version of a golem as she held tightly the hammer picked up from the ground belonging to the dead dwarf.

“So how can we defeat it and can the two of us even be able to handle fighting it.”

“A golem always has to ha