Facing The Fortress

Earlier...

The group stood in awe, their eyes fixed on the ominous fortress across the raging River. The waters beneath them roared like a beast, mirroring the foreboding atmosphere around them.

Sina, her features concealed behind a mask, voiced the scepticism that lingered in the air. "So, sir, you say that the Castle is alive?" Her doubt resonated in the tone of her inquiry.

Fray nodded solemnly. "Yes, the fortress possesses four distinct attack styles. The windows harbour eyes capable of shooting energy beams. Above the walls, the cannons activate only when someone reaches their altitude, forming an almost impenetrable barrier. Beyond the door, resembling a mouth, tens of tall dark tongues emerge when enemies draw near. Yet, because the castle is alive, it can be tired. That's when it unleashes its secret fourth attack. Our goal is to make the castle use it." The weight of their mission hung heavy as they prepared to face the living fortress.

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