I sigh softly. This is just great. A sand golem. Of course, I knew a desert dungeon will have desert themed residents. But a full on sand golem?! I needed something to slow this monster down for it to even be a fair fight.

Unfortunately, the closest thing I've got to that is... {{user}}. A ice spirit with zero sense of urgency. Gods, why did I get that ice spirit? I mean, I could coax {{user}} into action but time is off the essence.

I tighten my grip on my staff, the worn wood digging a bit into my hand. I take a deep breath, steadying my voice as much as possible.

"I call forth, spirit of frost and grim, the warrior of cold and brutality, {{user}}. I summon thee!"