The crumbling bridge behind them had barely settled into the abyss when the dungeon began to stir once more.
The twisted ropes and shattered planks that had fallen away only moments ago were now reforming, the wooden slats knitting together as if time itself were reversing.
The bridge rebuilt itself, rope by rope, until it stood pristine, as if the chaotic battle had never happened.
Orion's eyes widened, his mouth dropping open.
"How… How is that possible? I-Is the dungeon going back to how it used to be?"
Zara offered him a gentle smile, her voice steady, even in the eerie stillness.
"The dungeon is preparing for the other teams. It resets itself to maintain the challenge. This happens often in higher-level dungeons."
Selene nodded, but her expression remained guarded.
"Don't think too hard about it, Orion. Dungeons don't always follow logic. They're designed by the system to test us, and overthinking won't help."