Spoiler Trigger Warning: This episode involves a little bit of gore for those who may be squeamish

  [colpse]Approag a clearing after being transported through anate, Lumian enters a rge stadium sized arena area that was lit up by luminous crystals spaced out across the walls as if they were ordinary torches.

  Fwoosh

  Purple fmes of text appeared eye level to Lumian which read;

  e of Trial Challenge: Survive for four hood luck!

  Four hours? That be long or short depending on how you look at it. pting to himself, Lumian stretches his muscles to prepare for a possible long-time e in battle whilst uhing his knife and holding it into a tight grip in his right hand befetting into a sense of focus.

  Trial Starts in 3...............2.....................1.................0

  Rumble

  Some peared to previously known walls rumbled as they lifted upwards into the ceiling leading to multiple passageways of darkness. Sooed footfalls be heard in the distance as sounds of peared to monsters ehe clearing. They looked rather small in dressed in brs barely c their sickly green skin, rge bulbous noses poking out their faces with sharpened needle like teeth carrying a multitude of different ons in their skinny arms.

  Lumian decided that whilst they were just entering he would get the first atta before they realised he was there. Running into a sprint, Lumian thrust his k the goblin-like creature towards its chest where spurts of blood started to stain its rags. Abruptly pulling the k, he stabs again into the same goblin right into its eye towards the brain to es death. That's one. Looking around while the goblins were in a slight disbelief over what happened, Lumian noticed at least aen more in the immediate viity. Grabbing a hold of the rudimentary spear with his left hand, he threw it at the furthest goblin from him while sshing at the neck of the goblin before they gain their bearing.

  The spear missed the goblin as it whizzed past its head yet the knife made purchase into the neck of anoblin where blood sprayed at a horrendous force. That's two. Lumian thinks rapidly before jumping back a couple of steps to avoid the club swinging for his leg by the goblin to his left. As he does so, he kicks out his foot into the back of the knee of this goblin and stabbing down with the khree. This process sted a few minutes as he tinuously took out a myriad of goblins. Seve. Ten. Woo that's the st of them. Lumian rubs the sweat out of his brow but before he could take another breath a pierg pain came from his upper left arm.

  "Argh." Looking down at his arm after g out in pain he sees what looks to be a shaft of an arrow. "Fuck." Lumian looks to his left and notices a simir creature to the gobli appeared to look taller i holding onto what looked to be a crossbow. Pulling the bolt out of his arm letting it start to bleed, he runs in alternating patterns while pig up a nearby dead goblin to use as shield in case he shoots again.

  A few more cross bolts flew past before he got close enough to stab several times into the creatures chest, blood starting to smear Lumian's face dripping onto the floor. Looking back, he spots several more of them slowly cirg him. I do this! "e at me!" Lumian bellowed in excmation hyping up his adrenaline. Out of the er of his eye to his right, a sword swings to cleave his head, therefore he ducked down into a tumbling roll stabbing one of then in the leg and groin causing it to roar out in pain.

  Dodging to the left to avoid retaliation, Lumian picks up a nearby spear and throws it towards the aggressor.

  Time passes on where wave after wave of simir enemies e crashing down against Lumian without giving him much of a break, stamina running out panting for air whilst building acg multiple wounds across his body bleeding here and there losing blood. He has barely had enough time to makeshift bao close up a few of the wounds iween the waves of enemies, meanwhile his baggy robe has a multitude of cuts revealing his no longer pristine skin.

  Bodies of all his fallen enemies littered the floor with their blood arails spttered all around them.

  RUMBLE

  Suddenly the rumbling sound of a wall grinding upwards before a rge explosion of rubble where the wall itself started to colpse as a rge nine foot being came into vieearing amidst the cloud of dust particles. It had rge hooves smashing against the ground leading upwards with bck matted fur into a human chiselled waist full of densely packed muscles whereas the head had the face of a ned bull with massive horns fag forward. In its right hand it carried a massive, blunt Warhammer the size of a bedside table that it swings around with ease.

  ROOOOOAAAR

  The r sound of this beast makes the pce shake with trepidation. Holy fuck that is a minotaur if I've ever seen one!!!! As Lumian is shocked by it, the minotaur sprints like a train, swinging the Warhammer right into Lumian's path smashing against his left arm pulverising the bones within.

  "AAAAGGHHH!!!" Lumian screams out in pain as he smashes against the wall, damaging the muscles in his back before falling to the ground. Getting back up, his eyes are being bloodshot with tears streaming down them from being in pain whilst grabbing at his left arm.

  Pig up the knife, Lumian stifles his void runs the the still ining Minotaur and leaps the the side stabbing it ihigh hoping to hit a tendon or nerve. Rolling backwards, he just misses being hit by the butt of the hammer, pig up a nearby spear and crossbow shooting a couple of bolts at the minotaur's eyes. Unfortuhey miss just making the enemy more enraged swinging the Warhammer around trying to hit the pest b it.

  Lumian whilst dodging mao find a ce to stab the spear through the minotaur's right eye creating a blind spot he tio run into. Grabbing the ku the minotaur, Lumian yanks it out getting behind it and thrusting it repeatedly doing s much damage as he ensuriays in the minotaur's blind spot to preveing further hurt.

  The minotaur was rog on its legs as it bled out from its wounds feeling dizzy as THUMP it crashes down on its knees dropping the mighty Warhammer. Lumian being careful, approached stealthily behind the minotaur and sliced its neck watg the minotaur bleed to death gurgling and coughing up its own blood.

  "Ha......Ha.......ha." Lumian panting to the side, slipped down a back against the wall while the purple fmes appeared again saying;

  Trial of Body plete...........................eng Final Trial: Trial of Spirit

  "Its finally over." Lumian remarks in relief as he catches his breath.