(Elianna's POV)
Arriving at the entrance of the dungeon, I was able to confirm that it was indeed closed.
Dungeons always have a strong, heavy wave of mana compressed around the entrance and throughout the inside, almost like a pulse that tells the world it's alive. The denser that mana feels, the harder the dungeon will be; it is as if it uses that mana to fuel the whole place.
But now, as I stood looking into the gaping mouth of the entrance— I couldn't feel any mana coming from it at all, unlike when I first arrived here.
The energy had dissipated and scattered all over the place.
This is exactly what happens after someone successfully defeats a dungeon master and forces the dungeon to close. It becomes just a regular, empty hole in the ground.
'Even if that guy really is a vampire... How on Arcanis was he able to clear this whole dungeon in just nine days?'
I asked that in my head, my brow furrowing as I felt confusion.
