As Noah stepped onto the fifth floor, he was immediately struck by the starkness of the gray room that surrounded him. The walls were rough-hewn stone, devoid of any adornment or decoration. A heavy silence enveloped the space, amplifying the echo of his own footsteps as he entered. His heart raced with anticipation, but as he took in the sight of the massive ogre standing at the center of the room, a frown creased his brow.
The creature was a hulking behemoth, easily twice Noah's height, with bulging muscles and a thick hide that seemed to ripple with power. Its skin was gray and mottled, and its beady eyes narrowed as they locked onto Noah. A low growl emanated from deep within the ogre's throat, vibrating through the chamber like a rumble of thunder.
Instinctively, Noah reached for his skills, but a sudden wave of emptiness washed over him.
