Creak!
The stone doors of the Abandoned War Factory groaned as they creaked open, dust swirling in the dim glow of the dungeon exit.
Noah and his teammates stepped out, their armor and weapons still coated in the grim of battle inside the dungeon.
The level 25 dungeon had been brutal, a gauntlet of automated war machines, berserk constructs, and trap-laden corridors that had pushed them to their limits even with their experience and achievements.
And yes, they were level 25 now, weeks after completing the level 20 Demon's Tower dungeon in Hell mode.
"Finally out," Aria exhaled, stretching her arms. "That dungeon was a nightmare".
"I dunno," Benjamin smirked, wiping imaginary sweat from his forehead. "I thought it was a constructive experience".
Caleb groaned. "Must you talk? Shut up before I construct a grave for you".
Genevieve chuckled, shaking her head. "You were always the calm one, but these days it seems like you get even more irritated by his jokes than I do".
