The sand giant loomed closer, its glowing eyes locked on Vell and his team. The ground shook with every step it took, cracks spreading through the tunnel floor. Outside, the sandstorm roared like an angry beast, trapping them between two dangers. The five medallions in the giant's chest pulsed—blue, green, red, purple, and yellow—lighting up the dark chamber like tiny suns.
Vell tightened his grip on the Desert Fang dagger. "We take it down," he said, voice steady despite the chaos. "Get the medallions back and run for the tower."
Ruby's ears flattened, but she nodded, her bracers glowing blue. "How do we even hurt that thing?"
"It's got the medallions," Regina said, flipping her grimoire open fast. "They're its power. We break them loose, it might weaken."
"Good enough for me," Wren grinned, her mana claws sparking to life. "Let's smash it!"
Jia twirled her daggers, eyes sharp. "I'll aim for the cracks. There's always a weak spot."
