Zion had hoped mana beasts or monsters would make their journey a bit difficult, allowing for him to have some fun. But unfortunately, nothing happened. He didn't even need to hunt because food and water were already prepared.
As if one could fast-forward time, they all arrived at the dungeon safe and sound.
"We're here," Dylan spoke
"Yeah, no shit dumbass." Patricia slapped the back of his head.
The dungeon's entrance was nestled within a grassy hill, framed by a massive, weathered stone archway draped in creeping moss. The surrounding ruins hinted at a long-forgotten temple, perhaps once devoted to a god, though time had erased any definitive proof of its purpose.
