Astaroth and Phoenix reappeared inside the dungeon, which looked like some old abandoned ruins of a town. The stone and dried mud constructions clues to a long-gone mode of building things, and it told them what kind of dungeon to expect.
But there were no monster corpses or remnants anywhere for them to glean what type of enemy they would face. As they dove further in, the map to the dungeon explored for them already, since they joined a party already inside, they directed themselves toward the green blips on their map.
Strangely, there was no miasma anywhere to be seen, or any demonic mana remnants floating in the air. Astaroth frowned as he clearly saw the particles emanating from the portal.
"Something is wrong. There seems to be no trace of demonic mana here, but I saw some on the portal."
Phoenix flew next to him as they zoomed across the empty streets.
"Maybe the demonic mana or miasma is only further inside the dungeon."
