***Level fifty dungeon, Bowels Of The Earth; Last boss' room***
Khalor was sprawled on the ground, heavily wounded, and panting for air. He had won his combat, and the dungeon was conquered, but it took every ounce of his energy to do so.
He looked at the stoney ceiling, reflecting the red hue of the magma falling all around the room, and smiled.
"I'm already stronger than the last time. Let's hope that I keep getting stronger fast enough to change more than just my ranking."
As he talked to himself, he noticed an icon flashing in his interface. When he tapped on it, he saw it was the contract tab.
Since he was part of Paragons, he got the notification of the contract at the same time as the others. His face turned into a frown.
"What kind of terms are those? Did he get himself in trouble?"
