The group walked out of the rocky mouth of the cave, leaving carcass of the Siren and rubble which were the remains of Verso's golem.
Verso was busy dusting off his hoodie, his hands moving with annoyance as he tried to brush away the dirt he had accumulated from rolling across the cave floor.
He looked back into the cavern one last time, but the darkness of the cavern remained still. They had been unable to find a second Siren in the depths of the cove.
"I am not enjoying this." Lua said, her voice dripping with an aristocratic disgust.
She held out the Siren's tongue, gripping it with only two fingers as if it were a piece of rotting shit.
This disgusting trophy served as the official confirmation of their kill, a spoil that they were required to submit to the examiners stationed outside the dungeon gates to secure their points.
As they stepped onto the open beach, Verso noticed a shift in the atmosphere.
