Dungeon Lord Was Unfathomable!

Moroes and the Goblins came back safely with a struggling Underground Spider. The Dungeon broke into waves of wild cheering and applause. The gamers were welcoming them like heroes. There was Moroes, Arthur and… NotWearingPants' corpse!

"Dungeon Lord! Dungeon Lord! Help him to revive! We brought back a corpse!" BurningChestHair stood outside the Dungeon Core Main Hall and shouted.

Sherlock had been planning for the Dungeon's Interrogation Room. He had been imagining how he would lure the Surface adventurers to the Dungeon, capture them, interrogate and torture them for unlimited Magic Stones! His daydream was interrupted by BurningChestHair's shouting.

Sherlock walked out of the hall to take a look. The gamers were surrounding NotWearingPants' corpse outside the Main Hall.

Sherlock glanced at NotWearingPants, whose stomach was impaled by a broken Spider Leg. He had perished during the mission.