"That's Burg and Brett" Marba exclaimed.
"Where are they are they alright?" Alvara chimed in.
"They are alright and are in the room next to you. However, they are yet to wake up. Once they do, I will send someone to bring them here. Anyways, it's unfortunate that I was a step too late to save the others".
Cynthia shook her head, a small smile of gratitude touched her lips "No, that's not true. We are alive because you made it in time, we are truly grateful for everything that you did for us. Thank you for saving my subordinates".
"Well you should be, if not for my master, you all would have become the nourishment for the dungeon and some of you might even have been…" Bea spoke out, a small smirk hanging at the corner of her lips.
Although she didn't finish her sentence, it was clear as to what she meant as she glanced at Alvara.
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