The other golems could be called children compared to Red Eye. Asmodeus watched it slowly lift its body, the stone cracking as more black ichor pumped underneath the surface, and then its four arms shifted and grabbed weapons made of the strange metal.
'Hm...'
"Logan, Nemir, give me support when you can."
He peeked back as they fought to kill the disgusting slugs made of the black ichor and liquid metal.
Crack!
Asmodeus spun around the moment Red Eye started moving. Its aura and mana were lacking, but the eerie abyssal energy spread from the golem like mist. The largest golem's eyes burned like ruby flames, which cast a hellish glow across the chamber and its hulking frame.
The golem yanked itself off the rock wall and rose to its full height, over three metres of corrupted steel wrapped in pulsing veins.
Each movement groaned like straining metal as it reached for its weapons: a massive cleaver, a jagged halberd, a crude hammer, and a blade shaped like a butcher's knife.
