"GET OUT WHY YOU STILL CAN!" a young voice called to others, as something huge was coming their way, it was a Minotaur, a monster that appears on the lower floors, a level two Monster on floor five.
"GRAAAAAAAAAAA!" It roars, as it stomps it's feet into the turf of the terrain, it was getting ready to charge, but a white haired boy stood there in front of the cow like beast, his red eyes staring down at the level two Monster.
"..." I have to buy them time, but I hear a voice telling me to run, 'run you idiot! You can't fight a level two Monster that was known to give level two veterans a hard time!!' but I stand my ground staring down the beast, I pull out my knife, my hand shaking in fear as the Minotaur charges, then I burst into a Sprint running away. "Dang it! Why is their a level two Monster on the upper floors?!" The boy yells as the Minotaur gave chase to him, he turned right then left and corner himself, he turns around to see the beast looking down at him, as his legs shake and quiver with fear, the monster let's out another roar before punching the wall the young boy fell down as he pushes against the wall, knife in hand, his eyes watering, he closes his eyes, then opens then said "Trace on." A glow went through his arm and hand into the knife, as he reinforced it, the boy then leapt suddenly catching the monster off guard as he embedded the knife into the minotaur's chest hoping he had hit the magic stone but all he heard was a shatter, the knife wasn't strong enough even though he had enforced it to be tougher and more sharper and durable, it had broke. "Ah! Sh-" he felt a pain go through out his body as he felt his back hit against the wall, a hand around his chest pushing harder, as he struggled to breath for air.