The monsters that emerged from the mutation were far stronger than the party had anticipated.
A strange, volatile magical energy flooded the air, altering the monsters and mutating them into terrifying new forms.
With the gateway to the dungeon ripped open and chaos threatening to spill into the world. If they reached the rift, nothing would stop them from wreaking havoc beyond.
"Kiara!" Markus shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos of battle.
He dashed forward, his sword raised high, only to be met with a goblin's massive, mutated hand. The creature slapped his blade away with unnatural strength, a result of the magical energy warping everything around them.
"I want you to lead the others through the rift and escape. I'll hold them off and keep them from getting through," Markus ordered, his voice strained as he steadied himself for the next wave.