The trio continued deeper into the dungeon, their breaths growing heavier with each step.
The air was thick, damp, and carried the lingering stench of monster blood.
Selene's knife dripped with dark ichor, her arms trembling from the relentless fighting.
The constant waves of ant-like creatures had pushed them to their limits, their stamina nearly drained.
Despite their exhaustion, they pressed forward.
The deeper they went, the stronger the monsters became. Their carapaces were thicker, their movements quicker, and their attacks deadlier.
Selene's dodges were getting slower, Ethan's swings weren't as sharp, and even Zara, who prided herself on efficiency, was panting.
Then, a notification rang in their minds.
[System Alert: Additional teams have entered the dungeon.]
Selene's stomach twisted. She had expected this, but it was still frustrating.