Chapter 112: Departing From The Dungeon

As if sensing their readiness, a bright light appeared, illuminating the dark hallway and revealing the stone green portal door they had gone through to enter the dungeon.

Malakai looked at his pack, his eyes meeting theirs in a silent understanding. "Let's leave this place," he said, his voice firm and decisive. "I'm getting tired of the goblins' smell." The stench of death and decay still lingered in the air, a pungent aroma that made his nose wrinkle in distaste.

His pack responded in unison, their barks echoing off the walls as they agreed with him. The sound was a cacophony of excitement and relief, a joyous noise that filled the hallway.

Malakai walked towards the portal, his paws making soft crunching sounds on the stone floor. As he approached the shimmering doorway, he could feel its energy enveloping him, a warm sensation that seemed to embrace him.