The air in the dungeon grew heavier as Sakuya and Luna ventured deeper. The once intermittent roars and growls of monsters became an unending cacophony, echoing off the jagged walls. The path narrowed, forcing them to tread cautiously. Pools of thick, dark liquid—likely monster blood—littered the ground, evidence of the countless battles fought here.
Sakuya wiped her katanas clean on a stray piece of cloth, her sharp eyes scanning the dimly lit tunnel ahead. "How many does that make now? Five hundred? Six hundred?"
Luna shrugged, a smirk on her face as she flexed her golden, glowing gloves. "Who's counting? Let's just say too many to keep track of. But I'm not complaining—good exercise."
The two women pressed on, their movements synchronized from hours of fighting together. They entered another cavern where an ambush awaited them. Hordes of monsters—some humanoid, others grotesque amalgamations of various beasts—rushed toward them, snarling and screeching.