The tension in the room was so thick you could feel it. Vell's words lingered like a storm cloud.
"Alone?" Ada asked, her tone sharp enough to cut. She leaned against the wall, arms crossed, tapping her boot on the floor. Her braid was unraveling, a testament to her restless pacing. "Regina's been playing games since we got here. Dungeon Five is her trap, plain and simple. You go alone, and you're giving her exactly what she wants."
Vell didn't budge. He stood by the window, framed by the crimson glow of the Imperial City's synthetic sunset. "If we all go, she'll pick us off one by one. You know how she operates but if I go alone, she'll put all her focus on me. That's when you hit the other dungeons. Push our ranking higher, keep her busy."