You hastily grabbed the loot from the ancient chest, feeling a brief surge of triumph. But the thrill faded as a faint clicking sound echoed, growing louder until thuds vibrated through the air. Cold dread washed over you as you spotted the Sculk Sensors, each pulsing with eerie blue light, relaying a signal.

That signal converged on a Sculk Shrieker, which shuddered and emitted a piercing shriek that distorted the air. The ground trembled beneath you, and from the darkness emerged the Warden—a towering colossus of raw power. Its massive form radiated an aura of primal strength, with blue-green veins pulsing beneath its dark skin.

The Warden had no eyes, making its smooth, blank face all the more unsettling. Its large, jagged horns twitched as it sensed your presence. When it opened its maw, rows of sharp teeth glinted ominously, eager to unleash its fury.

As the Warden loomed over the ancient city, the air thickened with tension. Then it snapped its head in your direction, sensing your fear. It charged forward, shaking the ground as its roar echoed through the cavern. Glowing veins flared to life, illuminating the darkness as the Warden advanced, a living embodiment of terror.