The air in the subterranean passage was stifling, thick with the metallic tang of dried blood and the lingering spiritual residue of the Gloom.
The four friends stood in a vast, ruined chamber, utterly exhausted but triumphant.
They had been fighting for hours, a concerted, draining effort to clear the biggest dungeon near Veridian City they had yet attempted.
Blaze was leaning heavily on his sword, Zenon was meticulously cleaning his twin handguns, and Lenore was cleaning the blood from her schyth blade.
They were all relaxed now since the final eclipse beast in the dungeon hallway now stood in front of Grey.
His aura clad fist struck right at the head of the beast, breaking the skull and blasting it's head into smithereens as fell on the ground with a thump.
As the creature dispersed into nothing more than dark, fine dust, two distinct Dings echoed loudly in Grey's mind.
DING!
[Level up!]
