Night fell quickly inside the dungeon. When they arrived, it was barely early morning, yet within 8 hours, the surroundings were filled with darkness. Time flowed differently inside a dungeon, and so did the ratio of day and night.
They rushed themselves to the back of a mountain after hours of hunting hundreds of lizards and drakes, exhausted and worn out.
Honestly, Warden could go around for more rounds hunting drakes. Unfortunately, his companions did not have the same resilience, not to mention the increasing number of lasers as they ventured deeper into the rocky terrain. It simply was not a dungeon for one person to clear.
Now, Warden was fully aware of what June mentioned about preparation.
