The rumble of footsteps echoed in the silence. Hundreds of awakeners marched across the gray cobblestone field. They walked in orderly formation, neither too close nor too far apart. Their eyes watched warily as if the white mist floating in the air held a mystery that could kill them at any moment.
When it came to dungeon orange, everything was different. There was no single party splitting up and hunting small monsters around. The entire party gathered as one to kill the alpha.
Orange and red dungeons were very dangerous places compared to the rest. The monsters were usually highly intelligent and powerful. They could easily kill a group of D- to F-Class awakeners with ease.
That was why Vincent merged the strong and weak parties into one.
"Well, we've been walking for an hour. They haven't caught up with us yet. Either they got lost or they were attacked by monsters. Which do you think, Vincent?"
