But before she could even think about lying down, she heard footsteps outside her doorheavy and purposeful. It swung open, revealing Enara standing there with a mischievous smirk on her face, eyes narrowed with the promise of mischief.
"Liria," Enara said, her voice dripping with unearned authority, "I have the perfect idea. Tomorrow, you and I are going to clear a dungeon."
Liria blinked. "A dungeon? Isn't that… a bit much for some casual bonding?"
Enara waved her off with an airy laugh. "Oh, please. It's just an F-rank. Shadowmire Hollow. It's practically a tourist attraction."
"F-rank or not," Liria started cautiously, "we still need permission. And what's even in this dungeon?"
"Oh, you know," Enara replied, clearly not knowing, "some monsters, maybe a few traps. Whatever. The important thing is that it'll be fun."
