"Everyone, look! The rift is closing!"
Fatty Alexander jumped excitedly and pointed his finger at the rift which suddenly had started to shrink.
However, the faces of the other two darkened. The rift was closing but there was no sign of Zarek anywhere.
They couldn't stop themselves from coming to a dark conclusion:
Could it be he fell...
Although extremely depressing, death in an unknown place was extremely common.
Just as they were busy thinking, a red window flashed in their vision:
[The outcome of the battle of ultimate fate has been decided. As such, this dungeon will close permanently.]
[Awakeners, please prepare yourselves. In one minute you will be transported out of the dungeon.]
Understanding the implication behind those messages, Brian was completely stunned. Not just him—even White Death's eyes threatened to burst out of their sockets.
