As we arrived at the dungeon entrance, I could hear the sound of the dungeon's inhabitants echoing out. I took a deep breath and stepped inside, Sasha right beside me. The dungeon was dark and musty, the air thick with the scent of moss and mildew. The scurrying of small creatures and the fluttering of bat wings filled the air. Gripping our weapons tightly, we began our descent down the winding staircase.
As we made our way through the dungeon, we encountered various beasts, from giant spiders to swarms of bats. With our skills and experience as witches, we fought them off with ease, moving forward with cautious determination.
While navigating through the dungeon, Sasha turned to me and asked if we could talk about something. I could hear a hint of vulnerability in her voice, and my heart ached knowing that she had been feeling left out lately.
"Of course, what is it?" I replied, turning to face her, concern etched on my face.
