Ceded

[You have entered the Dynamic Field Dungeon ]

Sylas barely had time to read this when another stream of notifications hit him in a torrent.

[Your is under attack]

[Your has been Corrupted]

[Your has been Conquered]

Sylas felt something in his heart drop—not from his own emotion, but rather as though something had just been forcibly stripped from him without the chance to fight back.

[You have ceded Territory to the Demon Race]

[The System is displeased, System Rebel]

[You have suffered a Bronze Demerit]

[System Curse Received]