"Shit!" Jones cursed in frustration, continuing to run for his life.
Chasing him were not just light chains, but now a bunch of dark chains as well. Oddly enough, the magic power splashed out by the light chains harmed Jones, while the magic power from the dark chains actually healed his wounds. Was this really a chase?
If it weren't for the light chains still chasing him, Jones might have considered surrendering to the dark chains.
Alright, in a frantic dash, Jones quickly activated the third Tomb Guardian.
"Help me—!"
This time, the Tomb Guardian was completely different from the previous ones, it was a ball of fire. And it had no eyes, it was a half-floating figure with only the upper body, wearing rock armor embedded with lava. It moved quickly, striking at Jones.
"My God!"
