The next day, sunlight bathed Belfort City in a golden hue.
With the lockdown lifted, life returned to its streets in full force. Caravans rumbled along cobbled roads, merchants raised their voices to draw customers, and horse-drawn carriages weaved through the crowd. Laughter and chatter filled the air, blending with the sound of hooves and turning wheels.
Ryuzen walked calmly along the wide main road that led deeper into the city. His goal was clear.
He was heading for the Arctic Den.
Today, he planned to challenge the Extreme Mode. If fate allowed, he might even attempt the Hell Mode. That thought alone sent a flicker of tension through him.
Few had ever returned from Hell Mode. Those who did came back changed. Hardened.
Some said the dungeon showed you not just powerful beasts but parts of yourself you were never ready to face.
Ryu wasn't sure if he would succeed. He wasn't sure if anyone truly could.
But still, he walked forward.
