Locked Room

The damaged and twisted metal marionette was completely useless now. It was still trying to move but it was at the very end of its life. Clark knew that a truly skilled craftsman could fix it but that knowledge was lost. There was also the fact that there was no further potential for a man made beast like this. It was better to call them tools than actual beasts, however, the system still qualified them as beasts.

The room they had made it in to was the most odd out of all of them. The spikes had been triggered by a clear pressure plate on the ground. It had been the cause of the death of multiple people but the rune carver that the group was after was still not there.