Outside the sealed dungeon, the knights and guards stationed there continued to monitor the dungeon and from time to time, ventured into the dungeon to check its status.
However, since Caleb was sent in, things were slightly different.
None of the men here believed Caleb would make it far. He was bound to die there, alone.
Unfortunately, that was not what their checks brought back. A few floors, it was expected the prisoner would do well.
But as they monitored the floors, they noticed the prisoner was doing really well.
Great news.
Caleb was contributing to delaying a dungeon break and they wouldn't have to go in so many times a week.
"Captain," A walked into the Captain's tent. "The 15th to 17th floors have been cleared."
"Really?" The captain lifted his head with a bit of surprise. "What did you see?"
"Like the others we've seen, the Caleb fellow seems to use physical force more than cutting force.
