Pulling the golden sword from the mountain of precious metal, you brandish it proudly.

A gigantic tongue of fire sweeps through the air, heating the atmosphere in a terrible way. As you lower your new acquisition, you realize the blade has completely melted. At the same time, a weapon made entirely of gold—what a ridiculous idea.

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But you’ll have plenty of time later to ponder the question of ceremonial weapons… that is, if you survive the confrontation with the gigantic monster that has just awoken…

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