We've waited for another hour but the door still remained closed. Just what the heck is behind this door?
Everyone here had already eaten their fill and I'm tired of being awkward around naked and half naked Dungeoneers.
Seriously… Some of them even decided to get a little frisky at the back and I wonder just how they were able to do it after being put in sexual slavery by the succubi for who knows how long?
I'd thought they'd be tired of sex by now but evidently not.
"Screw this stupid thing," I muttered, storming up to the door and kicking on it with my foot.
I wasn't really expecting anything to happen so I was understandably stunned when I saw the door creaked open an inch from my kick.
What the heck?
The sound of the door creaking also got the attention of everyone else and they were starting to gather behind me, wondering whether we could finally proceed.
