Grand Calamity Class Dungeon [Pt 5]

'About a hundred died still managed to die, huh?'

Rey sighed as he stared at the aftermath of the battle, feeling the eeriness in the air around him.

The dead bodies of the Adventurers lay strewn on the ground, most of their faces depicting the debilitating fear or shock they faced as they died.

Some had their bodies butchered, others simply died due to a lot of blunt force. A lot of it was also compounded by the Miasma Poisoning.

Despite all the measures taken, though, it seemed casualties was inevitable.

'Nothing I can do about that, I guess.' Rey shrugged, glancing to his comrades behind him.

Most of them had relieved expressions on their faces. Who could blame them?

'Logically speaking, this is the best case scenario that could have come about...' 

Having only a hundred die was a far better outcome than the thousands who would have been otherwise slaughtered by the barrage of arrows and the overwhelming numbers of the enemy.