159 Mist Keep

Out of the hundred or so adventurers, only a handful of only the most dedicated were going to mist keep to continue fighting.

As they arrived, it seems that Dan, Conroy, the mace-guy and the composite-bow girl were there, having formed a party after today.

Jay and Anya only nodded at them as they went in themselves.

Stepping into the dungeon, they found themselves next to Estobar’s throne. The pyramid was still opened up, split into two halves, and the dark inside seemed to almost welcome the dreary light from the sky, along with the warm adventurers.

“Okay, so -” Jay was cut off.

“What did you do?!” Anya was shocked, “we’re at the third pyramid right?!”

She then talked to herself for a moment as she looked around.

“There’s no way this is the fourth. No one is that quick. So it has to be the third… but it can’t be… you’re not supposed to be able to enter back here, it’s not meant to be conquered…?”