But Arthur had already turned his head.
His eyes moved toward the throne.
He had been waiting for this moment.
And just like he expected…
The boss finally moved.
The huge ogre slowly stood up from the stone throne.
At first the movement was small.
But the moment it rose to its full height, the entire chamber seemed to grow heavier.
The air thickened.
The tainted mana surrounding the dungeon seal began pouring into the creature like a dark river.
Arthur felt the pressure instantly.
This is the real deal.
The boss ogre didn't rush forward.
It didn't scream or swing its fists.
Instead it stepped down slowly from the throne.
Each step echoed across the chamber.
THUD.
THUD.
THUD.
Every step made the explorers feel the weight pressing deeper on their bodies.
The captain wiped the blood off his axe and watched carefully.
"Stay alert," he muttered.
No one spoke.
The monster's presence alone was enough to silence them.
