"Who are you?" One of the guards of the place asked.
"My name is Jake, and I want to clear that dungeon," Jake replied.
"Do you know what happened here a few days ago?" The guard asked.
"What about it?" Jake asked.
The guard was a tall spearman, it was hard to tell his physical features since he was using a helmet, but it seemed to be an American who had black hair and brown eyes. Nevertheless, he frowned a little when Jake replied like that, and it was almost like he didn't care much about the incident. There was no point in dwelling on the past, but they had to work hard to prevent the same things from happening.
"Few people have to clear this dungeon right now. We only need to protect it from forced dungeon breaks," The guard said. "Why would you need to clear this dungeon right now?"
"Why do I have to explain myself to you?" Jake asked. "Isn't normal to want to clear the dungeons of the worlds that we obtain access to?"
