The final boss was defeated.
A glowing dungeon completion portal appeared at the center of the chamber, along with piles of loot.
Arthur chuckled. "We did it."
Ilya smirked. "Of course we did."
With renewed determination, they stepped toward the rewards. The dungeon was cleared, but their journey was far from over. They had to move forward. Arthur's competitive side was burning, maybe this time he might win against that abomination of Noah he thought.
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Aiden stood before the grand entrance of the tenth floor, his crimson eyes burning with determination. Behind him, his lackeys—loyal dogs who followed him without question—awaited his command. Their armor gleamed under the eerie silver glow emanating from the ancient gate, and their weapons were drawn, ready for battle.
