The pink Heraldic thought that he went mad when he saw what he saw. A giant creature made out of fungus. Well, not any creature. The fungal growth resembled a courser. Percival blinked a few times. Being sure that it’s just his brain playing tricks on him. But no. The creature was still there, standing in place. Not moving. Courser shook his head and the fungus did the same. Only now Percival noticed that the creature wasn’t just resembling a Courser. It was resembling him, he got his own clone. 

It was unsettling to say the least. He did hear stories that the dungeon’s fungi are connected to one another in a system resembling a brain, even resulting in something like intelligence. Looks like it was true. Not just some made up stories to scare away inexperienced coursers. 

The creature didn’t seem to be dangerous. It was just standing there. Just like Percival was standing there. The dungeoneer decided to try just… leaving. What could happen? It’s just some fungi. When he took the first step the monster did the same. Mirroring his moves. It did complicate things a bit… He couldn’t just walk next to it, he had to confront it. 

In a surge of courage Percival rushed in, galloping right at the creature. And the creature did the same. It was at this moment the Courser started to pray that the fungi monster is as fragile as normal fungi. He closed his eyes on impact. Smashing their shoulders together. The monster crumpled down. Percival stopped, breathing heavily, looking down on themselves… He was all covered in fungi. It was quite disgusting but the path forward was clear. He shook, trying to get rid of the unpleasant feeling and continued his journey.