Villain Ch 1092. Abyssal Rift
"Looks like we're alone again," Larissa said, her voice barely audible over the wind. She was peering down into the abyss, her hand resting on her hip. "Not that I'm complaining. Less competition for us."
Vivian nodded. "Yeah, this place is a ghost town for a reason. I mean, between the traps and the low-tier loot, it's no wonder no one bothers."
Zoe shrugged, her tentacles coiling slightly behind her. "Good for us, though. No distractions, just grinding."
Allen took a deep breath, eyes scanning the massive hole before them. The wind howled like a beast in pain, carrying with it the scent of dust and decay. This wasn't just another dungeon. It was a place of pure chaos, filled with monsters far stronger than anything they'd fought at the monastery. The traps alone had been known to wipe out entire parties.
