Following the battle with the Cave Troll, Atlas bathed in the experience and grew addicted to the feeling. He shook his head as the corpse was sucked back into the dungeon while leaving behind twenty silver coins and a glowing red core.
'This will help me become rich,' he mused with a greedy smile.
Atlas grabbed the loot before continuing down the dark and damp tunnel, which gave off a creepy feeling and ended in a massive chamber. It reminded him of a mine where a cart would transport stuff to the surface back on Earth.
'Was this part of the city? But it seems extremely old,' Atlas mused while admiring the seventeenth floor.
He quickly noticed massive stone beams decorated the cavern walls while the Cave Weaver webs covered almost everything. While walking through the darkness, Atlas was suddenly attacked by some Cave Fishers who lunged out of the shadows.
