Kill
The powerful strokes of the Basilisk King's body sent tiles ripping out of the ground and stairs collapsing. However, its powerful Constitution caused these hard stones to deflect from its scales and rebound against the walls.
Sylas could hear the shouts of men and women down below, and soon he saw where the origin was.
It looked like a scene directly out of a horror movie.
Ahead, there was once again a large platform that looked almost identical to the one that was found in his city. But the difference was that there was none of the gaudiness. In its stead, there were piles of flesh and rivers of blood.
This wasn't a description exaggerated for effect. A foul stench filled the air, bones formed Runes that lined the platform, and the pathways that led up to the marble stone were formed by flesh and organs.