A Break (Final)
Cyrus chuckled dryly, though there was no humor behind it. "Great, because the dungeon wasn't dangerous enough already."
Athena cracked a small smile, but it didn't last long. "Whether it's tied to the dungeon or not, we need to be sure. There's no telling what else might come out of that place."
They both fell into silence, the weight of the conversation settling over them. The hum of the café was a stark contrast to the chaos of the dungeon, a strange reminder of how close they had come to not making it out.
Athena broke the silence first, her voice soft but determined. "We'll need to be ready next time. Whatever's down there, it's not done with us yet."
Cyrus met her gaze, a steady resolve growing in his chest. "Agreed. We'll go back. And we'll figure it out."