Jack took a deep breath, knowing that what he was about to reveal would change everything about their family's approach to dungeon management. "Fourteen thousand enemies in the Luminous Labyrinth. Three field bosses. And the numbers are growing daily."
The color drained from Alaric's face as the implications crashed over him like a tidal wave. Fifteen thousand monsters was more than enough to overwhelm any conventional military force, and if the numbers were increasing...
"How rapidly?" Alaric's voice was deadly quiet, the tone of a man calculating military disasters and political catastrophes.
"I can't give you exact rates without regular monitoring," Jack replied carefully, "but the magical signatures suggest it's growing quickly. We're looking at a potential dungeon break within a couple months to a year if nothing is done."
"THUD!"
"THUD!"
"THUD!"
