It Seemed Like Another Victory

C'Thun's enormous eye trembled violently in the gloomy hall. The conflict raging within it almost manifested as tangible energy ripples. In the end, its fear of Titan judgment overwhelmed its attachment to the power of its main body.

"I choose the second path!" Its deep voice carried a faint, barely perceptible tremor. "So I'll stay cooped up. Better than being completely purified. This body... I'll abandon it!"

"A wise choice." Deren nodded, as though he were merely judging a dish. "And what about your treasury? What good things do you have? Heroes and adventurers like us don't just fight monsters to save the world. We ought to covet the monster's treasure vault too."

"What treasury could I possibly have? Silithus has nothing but sand and insects. I haven't left this place for tens of thousands of years. I've stayed here every day." C'Thun cried out indignantly.

"It's over. We're going to lose money on this!" Deren and Jaina exclaimed.

"Forget it. Let's finish the mission quickly. Theramore can afford this much." Wealthy Jaina did not care about several tens of thousands of gold coins.

"Fine. Let's begin. We've wasted far too much time." Deren had the final word.

C'Thun hesitated no longer. At the center of its enormous eye, a dense mass of essence energy began to gather, so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve, flickering with dim light. The process appeared agonizing. The entire chamber shook along with it, while low moans echoed through everyone's minds. At last, a mass of dark, pulsating flesh essence roughly the height of a person separated from it and fell to the ground, faintly throbbing as though alive.

"Hide it... beneath... that altar... There is a hidden space there... It can hide there... After this main body dies... I will transfer there... and