Hamlet, ruins.
In the dungeon below, Lance lit the Hands of Praise on the first Iron Crown, causing a great disturbance with the uncontrolled power.
No one knew what was happening in that dungeon; to most people, it was just another day arriving.
The Scorpion Mercenary Group passed the night and prepared to begin today's exploration, while Hamlet's Army also began mobilizing. The Honor Guard, Barbarian Mercenaries, and various heroes had already entered the ruins to carry out their tasks.
Countless adventurers poured into the ruins with the rising sun, attempting to find their treasures.
Along with the sun rising over the Hamlet ruins was hope.
Initially, no one noticed the disaster, thinking it was merely the morning light obscured by thin clouds, as if a gust of wind could bring daylight back.
Until the eerie power solidified into increasingly thick clouds over the ruins, casting patches of shadow.
