Expedition Group - Depth of the forest area dungeon
The air in the upper tunnels of the forgotten dungeon was stale, thick with dust and the faint, metallic scent of old water. It was a silence that felt heavy, watchful. That silence was now broken by the methodical clank of armored boots and the low murmur of tense voices.
A column of thirty figures moved with practiced caution. At its heart was a mix of hardened knights in Solarian steel and professional adventurers in reinforced leathers and enchanted cloth. They were a substantial force, a clear escalation from the scout-and-suppress team that had been lost.
At the front, Tia, the Deputy Guild Master who had barely escaped with her life, pointed a steady finger down a jagged, downward-sloping passage. Her face was pale under a layer of road dust, but her eyes were hard with grim recollection. "...We tried to go deeper into the dungeon and sensed something ahead of them. That's when we discovered... a major anomaly."
