We went in not knowing how it would end.
This dungeon didn’t slow down.
Fire.
Steel.
Waves that never seemed to stop.
At times it felt endless.
I’ve only made it through this one maybe once…
maybe twice now.
But this time was different.
No one ran.
No one rushed.
No one quit when it got heavy.
We stayed.
Every time it felt like too much…
someone was still there.
And that was enough.
In the end, it wasn’t about the loot.
It was about something simpler.
A team that wasn’t going to run away.
And eventually…
the dungeon did.
— AshenArcanist
4/10/2026
Master of Mothers Sorrow - Doctor of Plauge - Scribing Sorcerer by day, Dungeon Slayer by night.