The raid was successful, as soon as Alan broke through the doors, his army swarmed in like a mass of insects. Insects that were incredibly dangerous and didn't tire. He commanded them with ease and took care of the stronger Minotaur's by himself, It didn't take long.
About a day? The entire labyrinth was subjugated, the inhabitants of the labyrinth city were all dead, their carcasses being transported back to the first floor, where they would be dismantled for anything useful for the guild, and then given to Alan so he could sacrifice and gain a meager amount of points.
Strangely enough, the only artifact he gained was the False Crown, and nothing more, the bodies didn't disappear as well.
'Was the Minotaur king, special?'
He descended to the ruined floor that was his throne room, and then used all the skills at his disposal to find anything that would resemble a core, but alas, there was nothing. He was a bit confused by this.
"Haa..."
