Deep within the heart of a mountain, a damp cave concealed a chaotic battle waiting to unfold.
Roughly 50 small but tough golems, infused with the power of simple earth magic, awaited Hade and his group.
Their stony bodies emanated an ancient power, their red eyes filled with an eternal bloodlust.
Hade stood unwavering at the front, his eyes gleaming with intelligence. As he surveyed the battlefield, his mind worked at lightning speed, formulating strategies within seconds.
Earth golems were low-tier magic beasts. While they did not possess the ability to wield earth magic at this stage, their tough, rocky exteriors were exceedingly difficult to penetrate, making them very formidable adversaries, especially for a team of inexperienced teenage magic practitioners.
'A horde this size, there must be a leader pulling the strings in the background,' Hade thought to himself.
'He is my priority.'