A month had already passed away in the Shadowzone. The plan to clear it in 15 days has already gone to shit as the monster number was overwhelming.
As the sun flashed above the horizon, casting a golden glow across the rugged landscape, the base camp bustled with activity.
Soldiers moved steadily in an orderly manner, their boots kicking up dust as they hurried to their posts. Watchguards stood vigilant atop the towering wooden walls, their eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of trouble.
In the heart of the camp, the dungeon gate loomed imposingly, swirling like a vortex while bathing in the fading light.
Around it, the towers stood sentinel, their metal frames glinting in the last rays of sunlight.
Engineers tinkered with the intricate mechanisms, ensuring that each tower was ready to send and receive signals at a moment's notice.
The tower would send frequency signals through the gate that would be received by the towers outside.
