As Ren and the others drew closer to the gathered armies, he took a cautious glance toward the center of the pulsating chamber. It was impossible not to. His eyes were drawn—almost unwillingly—to the monstrous, ever-moving mass of flesh beating like a giant, grotesque heart.
The surface quivered, expanded, then contracted in a steady rhythm that churned the air and vibrated slightly beneath their feet. Wrapped around that pulsing organ was a guardian, a massive humanoid figure made entirely of animated ooze. It towered like a slime-forged Colossus, its "armor" simply denser layers of its own shifting flesh.
Its presence radiated a terrifying sense of pressure, an unspoken warning that none were welcome here. It moved without sound, but each step created faint ripples on the fleshy ground, as if the entire room acknowledged its existence.
A system window suddenly materialized before Ren's eyes:
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