Fwoop!—
A violent rumble shook the ground as the lava golem's massive fist crashed down into the rocky floor.
The impact sent cracks spidering out in all directions, the heat from the golem scorching the air.
Aestrea's violet aura flared, and his body moved instinctively.
Fwoosh!
He darted to the side, narrowly avoiding the molten strike, the heat biting at his skin.
'Damn it... I just joined the fight and this bastard is already focusing on me?!'
Clang!
Aestrea's sword met the golem's rocky skin, but the blow barely made a dent. The golem's body rippled with molten energy, and its next swing was already coming.
Zeva's voice broke through the tension.
"Move to the left!"
Without hesitation, Aestrea rolled to the side, feeling the intense heat as he passed. His feet hit the ground, skidding slightly, but he quickly regained his footing.
The golem roared, a sound like stone grinding against stone, as it swung both fists toward Zeva, who was already moving in for an attack.
