Jaylen looked around, clenching his hand tightly. The nerve got into him after Sir Tang Shaoyang entered the dungeon. It was just twenty minutes, but his mind was running wild.
He imagined Sir Tang Shaoyang died inside the dungeon. The Clown Troupe failed to clear it. The Black Iron Adventurer's party failed to clear it. And The God Rank had no interest in this Primordial Dungeon either.
The Dragonewt stood next to the portal, not budging from that spot as well. The fact that The Dragonewt looked so calm did not help to calm him. He wanted to strike up a conversation to calm his nerves, but he was too nervous to start a conversation too.
Another five minutes passed, and he could not hold back anymore, "Do you think they are fine?"
Jaylen knew that usually, a dungeon took hours to finish. Some of them even took a few days. Especially if it was a dangerous one.
