Elius and Keith, the two sons of Radiant Man—the so-called brothers from the Solarion Empire—walked deeper into the heart of the dungeon.
Side by side.
Their steps echoed in the steel-lined corridors, surrounded by flickering red lights, hissing steam vents, and the heavy, mechanical breathing of distant monsters. The further they went, the darker it became. The air turned thick, almost choking, as the dungeon twisted and warped into more complex patterns.
Keith was still catching his breath from the earlier battles. His knuckles were red and cracked. His jacket torn. But his eyes burned with stubborn fire.
"I'm good," he muttered.
Elius glanced at him. "No, you're not."
Keith didn't answer.
Soon, a new monster appeared. Unlike the previous robotic beasts, this one was bigger. Stronger. Its body was plated with reinforced steel and glowing scars. Sparks danced across its claws. When it let out a roar, the walls trembled. It looked like a panther made of fire and iron.
