Everett’s body crashed through layers of ice and snow. He spun wildly, his arms flailing, unable to grab onto anything. The cold air whipped past his face, and his screams echoed in the hollow space, then, THUD!He hit the ground hard, the air knocked out of his lungs. For a long moment, he lay there, gasping, his chest burning with pain. His sword had slipped from his grip and lay a few feet away, half-buried in the snow. Everett coughed and forced himself to sit up. His back ached, his body bruised, but he was alive. “Damn it…” he muttered under his breath, pulling himself together.The place he landed in was nothing like the snowy surface above. It was a vast cavern, glowing faintly with blue light. The walls were made of ice, tall and sharp, and strange crystals stuck out of the ground like frozen flames. They pulsed slowly, casting eerie shadows across the cavern.Everett rubbed his arms as a shiver ran down his spine. The air was colder here, so cold it made his teeth chatte

The cavern was silent except for the sound of ice cracking under the Titan’s broken body. The giant had fallen, its form split apart, glowing blue light fading from the cracks in its chest. Steam rose from its shattered remains, filling the air with mist.Everett stood frozen, sword trembling in his hands, his breath ragged and uneven. His eyes were fixed on the man standing a few feet away. The man who had just slain the Titan with one decisive strike. Micheal Slade. His broad frame stood tall, wrapped in dark armor that seemed forged from shadow and steel. Red lines pulsed faintly across the armor, glowing with an unnatural heat. His weapon, a massive blade glowing with molten fire, rested on his shoulder, steam hissing from its edge.But it was his eyes that made Everett’s blood run cold. They glowed faint red, filled not with humanity but with something twisted. Something hungry. “Micheal…” Everett whispered again, his voice low, broken.Kael, leaning against the wall for supp

The light swallowed Everett whole. His body spun through a tunnel of blinding blue, weightless and helpless, as though he were falling and flying at the same time. His ears rang, and his chest burned, but he clung tightly to Kael’s arm, refusing to let go, then, just as suddenly, the light vanished.He fell hard onto solid ground, snow and ice replaced by dirt and stone. He coughed violently, rolling onto his side, his chest heaving as he sucked in the new air. It was damp and warm, heavy with the smell of moss and decay. Beside him, Kael groaned, still alive but pale, his body trembling from exhaustion.Everett pushed himself up slowly, his eyes darting around. The cavern was gone. They were somewhere else entirely.They stood in a vast underground forest. Strange trees grew tall and crooked, their bark dark and wet, their leaves glowing faint green. Thick vines hung from the ceiling, dripping with moisture. The ground squelched under Everett’s boots, covered in moss and puddles.

The chamber trembled, stone dust raining down from the cracked ceiling. The dungeon boss rose fully from its throne, towering over Everett and Kael. Its armor was dark and rusted, but glowing lines of green energy pulsed through it, giving it an unholy life. Its face was hidden behind a bone helmet, only two green flames burning where its eyes should have been. The massive sword it carried scraped the floor, leaving glowing marks on the cracked tiles. Every step it took sent a shock through the hall.Everett’s throat went dry. His fists clenched at his sides. He had no sword, no shield, no real chance. Kael leaned heavily against the wall, too weak to stand straight, his staff shattered. “We can’t fight this, Everett thought, his chest tightening. Not like this.”Then the stone doors behind them boomed again, shaking under a violent impact. Micheal’s voice roared from the other side.“Everett! You think you can hide? You think you can escape me?”The doors cracked. Red light seepe

The chamber burned with light and chaos. The dungeon boss swung its massive sword, green fire trailing the blade. Micheal answered with his molten weapon, fire colliding with energy in a deafening clash. Sparks, smoke, and shards of stone filled the air.And in the center of it all stood Everett, his hand still glowing faintly from the crystal’s mark.His body shook, his breath ragged, but power thrummed in his veins. He could feel the dungeon itself, the cracks in the stone, the veins of energy running under the floor, even the cold weight of the air pressing down on them. It was all connected to him now.He lifted his hand without thinking. Green spikes of stone erupted from the floor, stabbing upward at the boss’s legs. The massive figure staggered back, roaring, as cracks spread across its armor. Everett gasped, both shocked and terrified. “I… I did that.”Kael’s voice echoed weakly from the side of the chamber. “You’re controlling the dungeon. Everett… be careful!”But Micheal