Sixth Floor

The heavy body of the King Mole dropped onto the ground, slowly dissipating into into particles that soaked into the ground.

"That... was a lot faster than expected," Octer pointed out with a perplexed expression. Foster slowly nodded in agreement, "That was totally a new record for us, right? Don't you think we can reach the settlement on floor 9 by the end of the day, at this pace?"

Lynol sighed and shook his head, "Only if we're lucky. You were having a lot of trouble last time around, didn't you?"

Foster looked at the swordsman with a light frown, "That's only the case because you kept on annoying me."

"What do you mean, 'annoying' you? I was just pointing out the enemies."

"Yeah, the ones that I was already aiming for..."