With the incarnation fleeing to who knows where a silence settled over the adventures, the last of the spatial creatures had been dealt with swiftly by Masins party members when they emerged out from the dungeon behind him.
This silence did not last long however, soon enough a clipped cheer rose up from the adventures who had escaped disaster. Some simply fell to the floor in exhaustion, others stood on shaky legs taking deep breaths, others gazed at the mutilated corpses of their fallen friends and companions.
They may have escaped disaster, but the cost was steep. Nearly 10 adventures had fallen in that battle, coupled with the losses endured within the dungeon itself and this expedition had truly turned into a cursed endeavour.
Odrin, after ensuring that Violet was stable approached Masin. "Thank the gods you made it in time, don't know if we'd have been able to hold out much longer. Did you encounter any troubles in the dungeon?"
