Within the 17th Dungeon, something started moving.
It started with a low hum followed by the trembling of the ground… Soon, the heart of the 17th Dungeon pulsed with unnatural rhythm.
The exploration teams had long since retreated, but the dungeon hadn't gone dormant.
It had been waiting.
The first tremor was subtle… It was barely enough to shift the loose gravel near the entrance. But then came the sound. A low, grinding echo. Stone against stone. Metal against the soil…
And then they began to move.
From the inner chambers, the golems emerged!
The first wave was crude, lumbering shapes molded from wet soil and dungeon clay.
Mud Golems.
They were slow but numerous, their bodies sloshing with each step. They left trails of sludge as they marched forward, eyes glowing faintly with dungeon mana.
Behind them came the Rock Golems.
