The eighth level tested the students quite a bit, but they still managed to reach the keypoint by the time darkness fell. Damian illuminated the way as they all gathered and faced the last of the monsters clustered near the keypoint. They slaughtered them all and settled there.
For some reason—most likely due to the strange dungeon mechanics—the monsters were always densely packed near the keypoint, defending it with their lives. The boss monsters, even more so than the rest. They hadn't encountered a single boss monster yet, but one should be waiting on level ten. And it would likely be at least Emperor-level. Damian could now understand why students never got past level seventeen. The one on level fifteen should be even more powerful—if not in sheer strength, then in pure difficulty.
Everyone was irritated from the heat and exhausted, yet they still did their chores. Damian constructed another pool for them to rest in and reinforced their shelter.
