『That’s the Dragon Golem, huh. As to be expected from something that was able to chase that monster away, even though it only managed to wound him. I’m getting chills just looking at it.』(Borkus)

On the other side of the door was a space so vast that the audience chamber above them would fit inside it dozens of times over. There was an enormous Dragon made of iron standing in its center.

At a glance through the ice, it looked pitiful. Its once-magnificent head and half of its supple, whip-like tail now lay broken on the floor as nothing but lumps of metal. Its right arm was broken off as if it had been gouged out from its shoulder, and there was a spear protruding from the center of its chest.

There were deep cracks all over its body; it looked as if it would collapse at any moment.

「Yes, we should give up on going inside. If I melt this ice, we’re going to die.」(Vandalieu)

However, that Golem was still functioning. And that almost-destroyed Golem was capable of killing all three of them.

If Vandalieu melted the ice on the door, he would die. His【Danger Sense: Death】was telling him that.