Seventh Floor, Dungeon.
*Swish*
Leon, Fruela, and Dusk emerged at the floor's entrance. Their presence shifted the air in the room as silence settled around them like a heavy veil. The distant echoes of their footsteps rang sharply as they walked inside the room.
Elis and Rees were standing by the throne, as if anticipating their arrival.
"Ah, you're back, Mr. Leon. I just heard what happened from the dungeon core, are you alright ? Should I bring something to heal injuries if you have sustained any ?" Rees asked, his tone respectful but strained as he turned to face them.
Leon's eyes narrowed with frustration as he looked at Rees. "We need to increase this dungeon's security. I want traps. Lethal ones. Stupid thiefs like them shouldn't be able to just wander into my dungeon.
This is not a public space that you can use as you please."
