Chapter 95: On your own…

Pan knew that Tania didn't like him anymore. That didn't mean that he could afford to stay without a system for long…

"Sylvan, hey!" All dungeon cores could speak with one another. It was only natural that Pan asked Sylvan for help.

After all, the man was the keeper of Pan's grandparents!

"Hey, Pan…" Sylvan's voice did not show any joy. Pan blinked.

"Did something happen?" Pan asked, as he tried to feel his grandparents in the tree.

But they weren't there. No, the only people that were there shouldn't even be there.

Gnomes and humans. What a strange dungeon.

"Pan, the Old Girl and Grumpy Pants, sorry," Sylvan took in a deep breath. Pan sucked a breath in. His head spinning with all sorts of horrors.

Here he had been, playing at war, while Sylvan had been left to defend his tree on his own!