Day 15, (Its a day before max reach tom in case you forgot.)
Blake was currently roaming around the third floor of the dungeon, accompanied by his two elite guards. The air was damp, and the faint sound of dripping water echoed through the dark stone halls, adding a sense of unease to the atmosphere.
Unlike Max's guards, who mainly acted as escorts outside, Blake's guards had a much more serious duty. They were ordered to protect him inside the dungeon at all costs—even if it meant sacrificing their own lives. It wasn't surprising, considering Blake's status and how valuable he was to his family and faction.
Both guards were skilled cultivators, far stronger than ordinary adventurers. They had reached the mid-stages of the Qi Gathering Realm, somewhere between the fifth and seventh stages. Their presence alone gave off a faint pressure, a silent warning to any beast lurking in the shadows to think twice before attacking.
