An eel spirit threw everything in the room into his mouth anxiously and hastily. He then put down his wizard hat and sat in the master seat while staring at a particular door as if he were waiting for someone to arrive.
Time was ticking so slowly somehow. He served as the dungeon's spirit guardian, and he was aware that an exploration group managed to arrive on the 57th floor, the study hall and library.
The dungeon master wasn't present to grant the last trial. He could select the best challenger in the group if necessary and grant a reward accordingly. Unfortunately, this group was not just random people. Not even the previous elite team led by the Holy Pope could be compared!
Two dangerous people were approaching at a steady speed. He was aware of that too, but he had nowhere to run.
