The team moved swiftly through the Linear Gate, the dark, winding corridors of the dungeon stretching before them. The atmosphere was tense but focused, with each member falling into their respective roles. It was a stark contrast from their earlier expeditions—now, their movements were sharper, more synchronized, with an unspoken trust beginning to form under Astron's guidance.
The first wave of monsters came quickly—Vaurask Reapers, twisted, wolf-like creatures with glowing eyes and jagged teeth. Their fur was matted, and their bodies exuded a dark, corrupted energy that filled the narrow passage with a foul stench. They were fast and vicious but not overwhelmingly strong. However, their numbers were significant.
Astron signaled to the group without missing a beat, his voice calm yet commanding. "Kurt, Gareth—hold the line at the front. Dorian, Elena—flank them. Lila, keep your golem on defense for now; we don't want to get overwhelmed."
