They finally reached the Boss Room.
But Lucien didn't charge in.
Truth be told, he was dead tired.
His body felt like lead.
His mind was clouded.
He hadn't slept a wink since they started hopping between dungeons yesterday.
If he let his focus slip even for a second, he feared his connection to his mini body would snap.
Coffee? Energy drinks?
He was done with them.
They'd had enough to keep an ogre awake for a week and another drop would probably make him vomit.
He exhaled slowly.
Pushing forward like this would be asking for disaster.
One wrong call. One bad judgment. And the entire group could pay for it.
His gaze shifted to his newest pets.
Korrak and Vyrran.
Tier 6 drakes.
They were powerful enough to tear through most bosses with ease.
And yet… something in his gut was telling him. This wasn't a fight to leave in their claws alone. He needed to be there when the Boss fell.
