My head was bowed low. Titan… I had wanted it. I couldn't blame Titan for taking advantage of the fact that I had wanted him.
But…
I needed to make sure that he didn't do any harm! I was a peaceful nymph, a peaceful dungeon core!
If I managed to make use of the skill he gave me, then I was going to make sure that he never got out of the Cave of Sin!
A cave I was going to visit more than once, even if I didn't know it.
Because, as much as I hated to admit it, I didn't want to share Titan with the rest of my harem.
He was my boss mob.
There were two ways the relationship between a boss mob and a dungeon core could develop.
Most times, the two ended up with a slave-master dynamic, with the boss mob being the slave.
The poor mobs were expected to lay down their lives for their cores, after all.
But there was another thing that could happen. Something that had happened between Titan and me.