E rank dungeon,
The combined classes moved cautiously through the winding stone corridors, their footsteps echoing faintly beneath the flickering blue glow of the dungeon crystals.
At the front, Maera walked with sharp focus, her wolf ears twitching at every faint sound while her olive eyes scanned the shadows. The tension in the air was thick — even the faint breeze brushing past the cracked walls carried unease.
Beside her, Aurelian Valmont moved in silence, his blond hair brushing lightly against his cheek as his cerulean eyes darted around, lost in thought.
Where is Class Solis...?
His expression tightened slightly. I need to make sure Celeste is safe.
Even if she didn't return his affection, as her fiancé — and as a Valmont — her safety was his duty. Her recklessness might ruin both their reputations if she got herself killed here.
