Clap!
After Frost and Gobuske settled their dungeon affairs for a few minutes, Dark loudly clapped, grabbing their attention. He appeared on each of their dungeon menu screens with a great big smile. His arms were outstretched in a friendly greeting as he spoke.
"The dungeon war has now ended, so the two of you and your guardians will now be teleported back to the gathering hall." With his usual subtlety, the moment he finished talking a magic crest developed beneath Frost, Maya, Gobuske and Bala before encapsulating them within a black egg and vanishing. If Nanna and Loki didn't receive Frost's warnings in advance, they would have been mighty shocked by such an event. Instead, they simply waved goodbye in the short moment they had before letting out a deep restrained breath and collapsed onto their chairs. The war was finally over, and they could relax.
