The golem roared—a deep, rumbling groan—and charged forward like a siege engine.
It grabbed one of the creatures mid-leap and crushed its skull with a wet, meaty snap. A
nother tried to climb the wall, only to be smashed flat with a stone palm. The rest hissed and tried to scatter, but there was nowhere to run.
Mia's eyes flared with mana-infused light. "You dared harm my brother? You dared lay a finger on us?"
Her voice echoed unnaturally. She hurled a compressed mana sphere into a group of them—BOOM!—sending cracked limbs and black blood flying.
She looked around in rage. "Where's that fat, bald bastard?! Come out!"
She kicked a table over, her eyes scanning the shadows.
"Come out right now, or I swear I'll rip this entire inn apart! I'll skin you alive and feed you to my golem!!"
More scuttling above—scrapes and thuds from the ceiling.
Mia turned her head slowly upward, breath steadying, ready to burn the entire place down.
