The door groaned as Seth pushed it open, a cold gust of foul air sweeping past him.
'So this is the Third Floor Boss…'
His crimson eyes narrowed as the chamber came into view. Vast, like a cathedral, its ceiling was lined with jagged black stalactites dripping molten embers. The floor was cracked obsidian, faintly glowing with veins of red. At the far end of the room, chained to a colossal black throne, was a towering figure — easily three times the size of a man.
Its flesh was gray and corded with muscle, patches of scorched armor fused into its skin. Two curling horns sprouted from its head, framing a face that was neither beast nor human, but something in between. Its mouth hung open, exhaling waves of sulfurous heat. In its hand rested a massive halberd, its edge jagged and dripping
