Control
*Move to WASD + Arrow Keys *Double Jump available *Mobile Touch Control
description
The air reeks of sulfur and decay as Alex grips the sword, its blade chipped from countless skirmishes, while Steven’s calloused hands tighten around the pickaxe—their only tools against the dungeon’s crumbling stone. Time bleeds away. The dragon egg pulses faintly in its nest, a fragile prize dwarfed by the beast coiled around it, scales glinting like poisoned emeralds in the torchlight. One misstep, one echoed clang of metal, and those slitted eyes will snap open. They’ve rehearsed this: Steven carves a path through the western wall, silent as shadows, while Alex stands guard—not against the dragon yet, but the rotting hordes outside. Green-skinned corpses shamble beyond the chamber, their bloated flesh primed to detonate at the faintest tremor. Speed is survival. Once the egg is secured, the real dance begins: lure the dragon into the tunnels, let the collapsing rocks and zombie explosions do the bloody work. No room for hesitation. No second chances. The pickaxe strikes stone. The sword thirsts. Tonight, they escape—or burn.
