I have been running for awhile now, trying to put as much distance inbetween me.. and that, thing, as quickly as possible. It is not cowardice, it is simply a tactical retreat.

  Though despite the veritable marathon I have undertaken, I have noticed that I dont feel tired at all.

  Thats nice. I immediately think to bring up the description.

  I should have expected something like this, a classic trait of most golems when you think about it. I mean what use is a slave if I tires out easily.

  Hmm. The goddess said that humans and other highly intelligent races exist in this world. I wonder how they will veiw me. I imagine they will see me as a monster and try to kill me, which would be problematic to say the least. Even if they don't attack me on sight will they treat me as equal, or see me as Lesser to them.

  Well I imagine most golems used by humans are utilized as disposable slaves. Well shit. Don't I have enough problems already? Then a loud shreik echos through the tunnel coming from deeper down in the direction I was heading. Did I just jinx myself?

  Nice. But trouble may be brewing in my near future. I ready muself taking a stance, or at least trying to. And sharpening my senses to the limit. I hear a quiet flapping noise approaching me quite rapidly. Flapping?

  Boom! In a flash a furry brown creature with large wings of skin dives at my face and rams into me knocking me flat on my ass, while at the same time taking a bite out of me.

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  A bat! I quickly scramble back up and ready myself for another attack. I spot a barely visible flash and attempt to take a stab at it with my dagger that is now in my hand. Boom! The bat repeats a similar attack again but due to the speed I'm barely able to scratch it with my knife. Before I'm knocked off balance and it takes another chunk of my face off with it's maw.

  Dammit. I can tell I'm losing in a bad way here. Though it seems to have a preferred method of attack.... I see another flash and a smile creeps onto my face. Albeit a barely visible and deformed smile but a smile none the less. Got you.

  I shift my dagger from my hand to my face as fast as I can, following up by then hardening the area. In effect becoming a the most ugly unicorn to ever unicorn. And this poor and very stupid bat ended up headbutting said unicorn in the head at high speed driving the dagger deep into its face. Dying instantly after letting out a sharp shocked squeak.

  Take that you big flying rat.

  Unlike last time I don't see the "access status to spend" part in this message.

  I'm getting stronger albeit slowly, but I'm still not strong enough not nearly. I want to reach the surface but the only way I know how involves me getting past that thing. And to do that I must be stronger, much stronger, then I am now. I won't allow that thing to stop me from achieving my goals.

  I continued to head deeper back the way I came. I then arrived at ground zero. Where it all started I see the impaled gremlin is still there, at least some of it. It seems that much of it's flesh has been eaten. Leaving it in a sad state. After stopping for a moment I begin to head deeper. To an unfamiliar place I have yet to lay eyes on.