The generous rewards from the first wave made Samar eager to conquer the dungeon. He put away the rest of the contents from the Iron Treasure chest and chose to start the Second Wave.
Immediately, the time began to speed up. The Elves on the walls were a blur as they tended to the injured comrades and cleared the battlefields. Within a few seconds, the moon in the sky disappeared and the sun rose in the east but the speed of passing time did not slow down.
Within a minute an entire day had passed and the Elves looked like they were rested and recovered from fatigue.
The Mana and HP of the Harbingers also recovered without any medicines. When the Sun once again began to set in the west, the gloomy shroud of the upcoming battle formed on the faces of the Elves.
