Busy Dungeon

The light jog that professor Wright had them do turned out to be a three hour run. None of them could say they weren't tired after it. Even Clark felt that his limits had been tested while Professor Wright just looked at them wondering how they were so tired.

"In the future, you will all need to increase the amount of time you take to train your endurance. This was a short jog that got us to where we need to be. What will happen if you are running from a dungeon break? Hundreds of beasts chasing you?" Professor Wright spoke as if this was a common occurrence.

The sounds of talking had reached the group's ears before they had managed to calm their heartbeats. The next thing they saw through the tees were multiple clearings with many camps. There were even small shacks and merchant stalls. The thing that stood out the most though were the organized and uniformed tamers standing together.