The next morning, the dorm buzzed with quiet energy as Lyra, Victor, Violet, and their bonds gathered in the common area. The previous day's respite had recharged them, but now their focus had shifted. The looming challenge of the dungeon awaited, and with it came the promise of danger and opportunity.
Lyra sat at the center table, her greatsword propped against the wall behind her. Open books and scrolls were scattered across the surface, their pages filled with information about dungeons and the monsters they contained. Victor sat beside her, flipping through a thick tome, while Nakia stood behind him, her crimson eyes scanning the text over his shoulder. Sylvia leaned casually against the back of Lyra's chair, her tail flicking lazily as she glanced at the notes they had compiled.
