The pressure of the pope disappeared once he was far enough away, but Shaman's legs still buckled from underneath her.
She was profusely sweating and was unable to control her breathing. Just a moment ago her entire life flashed before her eyes and even now she couldn't believe she managed to survive that encounter.
Elysia and Clara who were behind Shaman quickly picked her up from the ground. They cursed themselves for not being able to do anything, but what could they do? With that done, Everyone rushed into the dungeon where they would be somewhat safe.
Stopping at the bottom of the stairs they saw the hellish landscape of the dungeon. It was covered in magma which constantly spilled out of active volcanoes. There were clear areas where they could stand, but from a quick glance, it looked like the whole place was impossible to traverse.
