Stranded [Pt 1]

[A Few Days Later]

"Huu…"

Noah Sherlock stood at the forefront of his previously small, now large, group. His grip was tight on the hilt of his katana, the Night Blade. 

Around him, the air crackled with tension as the group navigated through the labyrinthine corridors of the Grand Calamity Class Dungeon. 

The Mass Teleportation Incident had scattered them, separating friends and allies in a chaotic jumble of fate.

With each step, Noah could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down upon him. 

As a Heroic Rank adventurer, it was his duty to lead his group through the perils of the dungeon and ensure their survival. But the odds were stacked against them, with weaker adventurers mixed in among their ranks and the ever-present threat of powerful undead monsters lurking in the shadows.

'With the constant threats everywhere, we've hardly slept. Everyone is exhausted…'