Looked down into the pit surrounding the castle, surrounded by burning lava. Pfft, should be easy...not. I moved to the right to see if I could find a way into the castle.

  After jogging around for a while, I noticed a bridge connecting to the castle, huh! Tinker was sitting by the edge.

  "Hey TINKER! Why haven't you gone inside?"

  She turned to me with a look of distress.

  "There is something inside. I just have a bad feeling that something will happen if we enter the castle."

  Stepped on the bridge as I didn't see anything inside, but it was too dark to see all the way in. A strong wind blew through me, and I got a feeling that something was inside. Looked back and noticed a small, fat creature bouncing around on the bridge, walking towards the entrance. I grabbed it, and the squealing started, and a big roar followed from inside. Looked back and noticed Tinker had caught one more of these small, fat creatures. It is not a pig, because pigs are adorable compared to these with the light green combination. Is it a pig-dino?

  The roaring continued, and something was moving around inside, obviously distressed. I patted the head of the round creature, and it vibrated with its eyes closed, like it was enjoying it.

  "Pat the head, they seem to like it," I told Tinker, who did the same, and the other one vibrated as well.

  The clinging sound below seemed to be getting closer.

  I moved inside the entrance and felt the wind blowing through, but I could feel the creature, not far away, backing away.

  "YOU CAN COME INSIDE, KEEP PATTING THE HEAD OF THE CREATURE TINKER!"

  Tinker followed me inside as a little bit of blue light shone up a wider area. I walked in darkness, my hand on the fat creature's head, as it stayed quiet.

  I walked into a large area and saw a larger version of a pig-dino. It was staring at me, and I suppose that it may be the mother of the fat fugly babies we are holding. I checked above and noticed it was three floors, with the stairs going in a circle around the walls, starting at our left.

  "Tinker, you can come out to the lit area; it is a creature here, but do not make any hasty movements. Walk slowly behind me."

  She came forth into the lit area, and the creature did not look at either of us as it growled. I was taking light steps toward the stairs, and all we had to do was go up them, as the creature wouldn't fit or reach the first floor. I suppose it is some guarddog pig version combined with dinosaur traits. I came close to the stairs and nodded to Tinker to release the baby she was holding, and she let it go and quickly moved up the stairs to the first floor. The creature stared at me, and the growling wasn't as intense as it had been a moment ago. I released the baby and ran fast as Hell up the stairs. The creature looked up at us for a couple of seconds before returning its attention to the babies.

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  I took a deep breath when Tinker whispered:

  "Let us not do that again. How did you know it was not an attack?"

  I looked at her with confidence and smirked before answering:

  "Pfft! I am a Van Polan, we never know what we are doing." I said, as Tinker's expression changed and she no longer seemed relieved.

  We kept moving upwards until we reached the third floor, and a clinging sound returned. I looked down and noticed Torfudge and Mejni stopped fighting for a moment, standing right in front of the creature when it suddenly attacked them, and both disappeared from view.

  "We need to hurry, Berk! If Mejni comes in that state up here, he may corner and try to kill all of us."

  That damn cat, why didn't it have that berserker mode when we were on the roof of the train or when we tried surviving on the stars?

  We entered a large area with a chair that looked like a throne.

  "How many bombs do you have?"

  "Four, two are explosives that will blow up a small area only, one is for the light, and the last one is a powder bomb; it will blow up the whole floor if I use it." She said it with complete focus, as if she were on a mission.

  stared at her, a freaking bomb that can blow up the whole floor. I knew it, she is crazy.

  "Interesting that you managed to get past the guard without getting eaten." A dark-toned voice appeared behind the big chair in what looked like a blue Halloween outfit and continued, "I suppose the human is the one wearing black...and something of the red colour of blood. Ah, I miss the days when we wore the skin of humans, that was great times!" It uttered as it bent to greet us.

  This thing is way too calm compared to the stress that's been causing a shitstorm outside, doesn't it know we want to kill it?

  "Ah! Dear human, of course, I know that both of you have come here to kill me."

  What in the flying kabab can it read our minds?

  "Oh, yes! I know what both of you are thinking. You have a wish without any love involved, mate with your companion beside you." It said, staring at me.

  Tinker turned towards me.

  "Pfft! It is lying. Why would I mate with someone like you? Go...Team Van Polan." I said, trying to play it off and thinking of the greatness of her rack.

  "Now he is thinking about the two circle-shaped things you have that are bigger than the other parts of your body."

  Tinker's face turned red as she put her arm up to cover her tits, even though the tanktop already covered them. I gesticulated with my arms, shaking my head in denial, speechless at the blue thing's comment from the throne.

  Why do we even let it disrupt the team? The black eyes, with no hair and a blue colour, have a human-shaped body except for the fingers. The nails are sticking out like small knives, and I am pretty sure they are sharp. If it's only in the ugly shape of a human hybrid, maybe it is easy to kill?

  "Do not even try, human! I belong to the third generation of monsters created in Hell, and our only purpose is to disrupt and create chaos. If you try anything, it will be the end of the two of you. I still want to put a soul from Hell inside you, but maybe bleeding out is a good opportunity, as I only need you to be alive and breathing until the soul from Hell takes over you."

  Ouch, someone seems to be on their period. It got up from the throne and walked down the two steps, bent down, and greeted us and said:

  "I am Maentro Gangoran, the first monster creation of the third generation."

  Pfft! Like, I am going to remember that. My brain checked off Gargoyle, so it is Gargo now.

  It straightened up, its eyes turning blue, and it leaned back and swung its right arm towards us, and I pushed Tinker to the right and rolled to the left as five nails, like a long sword, passed us, and I looked surprised that the battle wasn't even freaking fair and it came back to his hand going back to normal sharp small knives.

  If we attack from both sides, maybe we will have a chance. Gargo threw both his hands right in front of us as I forgot that he could read our minds. Damn it, what are we going to do now?

  "Indeed, human! What are you going to do now?"