Just beyond the entrance, faint serpent murals wound across the stone, scales etched with obsessive detail, some stained dark with something too dry to be fresh.
Moments passed.
Then the ground began to tremble, dozens of lizardmen emerged from the cave, their weapons drawn, eyes gleaming in the faint morning light.
"It's you… the monsters from that village. Why have you come here?" one of the lizardmen asked, stepping forward with a scowl.
Before he could say another word, Lumberling loosed an arrow. It sailed clean through the lizardman's open mouth and punched out the back of his skull with a wet crunch. The creature collapsed without a sound.
The others froze in shock.
"Kill them! Tear their guts out!" one of them roared.
Dozens of lizardmen surged forward from the cave, screeching in fury.
"Shields up!" Grokk bellowed.
