Xavier and his team burst through the shimmering dungeon portal, stumbling into the streets of the Megacity.
Their faces flushed, their armor and equipment dusted with sand, and their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
Chase leaned heavily against a nearby lamppost, his chest heaving. "What… what the hell was that thing?" His voice trembled, his usual bravado shaken by the sheer terror they had just experienced.
Xavier bent forward, hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. "I-I don't know," he admitted, then added, "I didn't have time to scan its talent window. Whatever it was… it wasn't just some wolf monster... No... It was different."
Ethan sat on the floor, his hands trembling. He looked up at Xavier, his face pale. "Do you think Alister and his dragons will be okay? That thing… it looked unstoppable... I may not be some expert since I only joined the guild recently... But even I can tell that that was something else."
