After the hidden room was cleared and the loot was gathered, the dungeon finally collapsed.
The ground shook as its power faded. What had stood for over a century, a place that drew mercenaries and soldiers alike, disappeared as if it had never existed.
Ethan looked at the empty land with calm eyes.
To him, it was nothing. But he knew this was a huge loss for House Fenwick. For them, it was a blow that would take years to recover from.
He brushed the thought aside. Whatever happened to House Fenwick had nothing to do with him.
As for this land, it was far from his own territory. He decided it would be best to sell it for a good price and forget about it.
When everything was settled, Ethan invited Joel's team to his estate. They accepted happily, glad for rest and payment after such a harsh battle.
Back home, Ethan thought things would finally be calm. But he was greeted with another surprise.
"What did you just say?" Ethan asked, doubt flashing across his face.
