I delve deeper into this forsaken tunnel, my footsteps echoing off the cold stone walls. After traipsing through the darkness for what seems like an eternity, I finally enter a cavern adorned with a floor of intricate tiles. My eyes are immediately drawn to a grand stone plinth standing regally at the chamber's end, a magnificent two-handed war axe displayed proudly upon it. The weapon is a sight to behold, its dark, sleek surface seemingly absorbing the light around it while its sharp red edges gleam menacingly. This must be one of the fabled weapons of the lost warrior.

A monk's lifeless body lies next to the plinth, his corpse riddled with multiple arrow wounds - a grim reminder of the violent struggle to claim the axe. The damp earth and burnt torch aroma fill my nostrils as I observe the scene, accompanied by the sound of dripping water echoing off the walls. Hushed whispers and muffled footsteps emerge from the darkness beyond the fallen figure, sending a shiver down my spine.

As I approach the plinth, I cannot help but feel a sense of unease. The chill in the air is palpable, and the scent of fear lingers heavily in the atmosphere. Suddenly, four figures emerge from the shadows - two zombies and two skeleton warriors. It seems my arrival has not gone unnoticed.

I glance down at my attire, taking inventory of my equipment. I am clad in chain mail armor, my trusty battleaxe at the ready. I take a deep breath, preparing myself for the fight ahead. The group led by the skeleton warrior charges first, and I brace myself for impact.

With a swift strike, the skeleton warrior lands a hit, dealing a significant blow and bringing me to the brink of death. But just as I am about to succumb to the darkness, a mysterious divine healing surges through my veins, reviving me. I shake off the cobwebs and prepare for round two.

I strike back with my battleaxe, delivering a crushing blow to the skeleton warrior and reducing it to nothing more than bones. But the remaining enemies are relentless, and they continue their assault. Another skeleton warrior lands a hit, dealing damage and bringing me to the brink of death once again. This time, there is no divine intervention, and I fall to the ground, my life slipping away.

As I lie there, defeated and lifeless, I cannot help but wonder - should I try again?

• Should I try again?