As the group stood before the imposing metal doors of The Iron Colosseum, their hearts raced with anticipation. The revelation that the other Two Quartz Pillars, including Svarog the Volcano, resided within its depths had struck them with a mixture of terror and disbelief.
Machi and Jenny exchanged uneasy glances, the weight of the situation sinking in. Svarog's presence alone sent shivers down their spines, knowing the destructive power he possessed. They couldn't help but feel a sense of dread at the thought of facing him in battle.
Attempting to regain composure, Jenny mustered the courage to voice their concerns. "Edon, are you both okay with the idea of fighting against your fellow Quartz Pillars? It won't be an easy task, especially with Svarog among them."
Edon's expression darkened as he responded, his voice tinged with bitterness. "They may bear the same title, but they are not my comrades. We only share a title and nothing more. Their motives and actions are their own. If it means obtaining the TG2 key, then we must face them head-on."
Oya, visibly flustered at the mention of Svarog's name, nodded in agreement.
Jenny's fear lingered, yet a determination burned within her. She looked to Edon for guidance. "How do we find the key within the Colosseum? Do you have any insights?"
Edon's eyes gleamed with a mix of excitement and uncertainty. "I cannot say for certain, but I believe that defeating Svarog the Volcano and Gordon the Golden Boy will be the key to obtaining the TG2 key. Once we overcome them in battle, they should either possess the key or reveal its location to us."
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Machi's nervous excitement grew, his mind filled with images of the forthcoming challenge. He longed to test his strength against formidable adversaries, yet the weight of the task at hand settled upon his shoulders.
As the group made their final preparations, Machi noticed an unusual mix of terror and trepidation on Jenny's face. He couldn't help but wonder about the source of her unease, but the urgency of the moment left no time for questions.
With their resolve firm and their goals set, they pushed open the doors to The Iron Colosseum. The air inside crackled as they stepped into the vast arena, the echoes of their footsteps reverberating throughout the space.
The group stood frozen in place as Svarog, the imposing figure with a long beard and numerous scars, emerged from his chambers.
Jenny's heart pounded in her chest as she locked eyes with the formidable Svarog, but she refused to let fear consume her. With every ounce of courage, she met his gaze head-on, ready to face the trials that lay ahead.
Edon, though visibly shaken, stood tall, refusing to back down. He had prepared himself for this moment, knowing that confronting Svarog would be a battle of wills and strength. He silently encouraged his companions to stay focused and resolute.
Svarog's massive form loomed over them, a testament to his power. His scars told stories of battles fought and won, his presence commanding respect and fear. The clinking noise, which had ceased upon his arrival, served as a reminder of the weapons he had forged for the prison's higher-ups, weapons that could easily claim lives.
Machi's eyes scanned the arena, taking in the metallic surroundings. Every element, from the floor to the walls, seemed intricately crafted from metal. The sight heightened his awareness, reminding him of the unforgiving nature of their predicament. In this steel colosseum, they would face a true test of strength and resilience.
As the silence hung heavy in the air, Svarog's voice cut through the tension once more. "You signed your death wish." His words were laced with a chilling determination, leaving no doubt about his intent.