The Spoils of Battle

No one needed Ethan's warning. They all pulled out their Return Stones without hesitation.

Just at that moment, as the massive drills fully emerged, their hatches opened, releasing wave after wave of Clockwork Dwarves in perfect formation.

Before the swarm could react, Ethan's party vanished in streaks of white light.

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Harmony City – Teleportation Hub

"That was too close. I thought I wasn't gonna make it," SeraphWarrior muttered, his heart still racing.

He hadn't been slow, just greedy. Staying behind a few extra seconds to grab a Gold-Tiered piece had almost cost him his life.

Ethan glanced at the group. "How'd everyone do?"

"Seven Gold-Tiered pieces, twenty-six Silver-Tiered," Slashblade reported.

"Seven? I got eleven," Skyblade said smugly.

Meatball smirked. "Heh, I got a Dark Gold item. Can you believe it?"

"You actually found Dark Gold gear?" Ethan raised an eyebrow.