After Marcus and his companions had left the royal capital to go to one of the kingdom's dungeons to train, nine days had since passed and the outline of the walls of a distant city came into view along with a large mountain range behind it.
'That must be the Dungeon City Lethallan. It is bit smaller than I thought it would be, quite a lot smaller than Loursend. Though I suppose that since this city was only built because of the dungeon that makes sense. Loursend may have a dungeon nearby, but it also serves as the kingdom's largest port and the dungeon is more of a bonus. But here this is an unadulterated dungeon city, where the kingdom's strongest adventures congregate.'
Feelings of anticipation began to well up in Marcus as they got closer and closer to the city. Their journey here had been pretty uneventful. It had just been numerous days of straight travel and they were only attacked a handful of times by only the most desperate beasts and monsters.
