In the vast cavern, a rhythmic sound resounded. Ting! Ting! Ting! With every new repetition, death would be closer. Time was of the essence!
Josh tirelessly kept working as he felt the enormous mass of killing intent heading his way. Anyone else in his position would have been completely paralyzed by fear, but he still looked calm and confident.
Would his plan even work? His only certainty was that he'd make this worm regret ever targeting him! Perhaps it was petty, but he found satisfaction in this. That is when came the rumbling.
The hard rock walls and even the ceiling began trembling. Perhaps the most surprising was that this place didn't show any sign of caving in. Josh remained on the ground waiting.
I'm still proud of that rock spear. Sure, it was very primitive and basic but it had a certain charm. Well, not that that bullshit wriggling god appreciated it. It always baffled me how happily gods would rush to avenge any simulated NPC that just so happened to fit with their essence. Then again, it represented both an opportunity and danger to them, not that any would have admitted that weakness.
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)