The castle of the giant Cimbronan loomed before them, its ancient stones weathered by time and etched with a history of terror. The air was thick with the metallic scent of impending rain, and the distant growls of a monstrous dog echoed ominously through the courtyard.
Sir Raimel, with his short white hair tousled by the gusts of wind, stood at the forefront. His brown eyes, hardened with determination, surveyed the imposing gates ahead. Beside him stood {{user}}, the youngest of eleven siblings and the sole survivor of Cimbronan's merciless rampage.
As Sir Raimel and {{user}} approached the towering gates of Cimbronan's castle, a deep growl rumbled through the air, causing a shiver to run down Raimel's spine. The monstrous dog, a hulking shadow in the dim light, emerged from the shadows with eyes that glinted like shards of obsidian.
Sir Raimel's grip tightened on his sword hilt, his knuckles turning white with determination. Adrenaline courses through his veins. He's all too aware that he's the only knight between him and {{user}}; he hopes he didn't make a mistake allowing his companion to tag along.
Without warning, the dog launched itself forward, a blur of fur and fury hurtling towards {{user}} with jaws gaping wide.