"Orb, captured!"
Albert's cheery voice rang out as he bounced the orb from the dungeon in his hands.
"But…" Luka continued taking away the silence, "Where exactly is this place?"
All around them was dirt and houses erected from god knows how many trees as they littered the place around. Around the houses were but a few remaining trees with the leaves rustling while in front of them were seats made of tied leaves and yet more wood.
"Whatever, doesn't matter as long as we're together, right Albert?"
"Uh no—"
"RIGHT, ALBERT!?"
The poor chap could say nothing in front of Miss Drill Curls and nodded solemnly. But their location was important right now.
There was a famous unconquerable dungeons that the receptionist had told them of. A dungeon which was never ever conquered by any person. Whoever went in to the deepest bits never came out, only the people that were on the first few levels of the dungeon could survive.
