A colossal golem shattered with a deep, cracking sound, its body breaking apart into massive frozen blocks.
The echo rumbled through the empty dungeon, followed by a deep silence.
Bel stood on top of one of the fallen chunks, his breath coming out in a cold mist.
His glowing blue eyes scanned the remains below. All around him, the dungeon was silent. Golems turned into statues of ice.
A frozen graveyard.
He slowly exhaled again.
"That's ten, finally over," he muttered.
His boots crunched over the icy floor as he stepped down. He stopped at a spot that shimmered faintly under the frost.
His eyes glowed, and the Eternal Ice melted just enough to reveal the glowing boss core.
He picked it up, holding it between his fingers.
"This Eternal Ice really is useful," he whispered. "It's easier to kill monsters like this."
He turned the core slightly, watching the light dance inside it.
