By the time they emerged from the dungeon, night had already fallen, draping the world in a shroud of darkness.
Exhausted from the arduous battle, the group parted ways, retreating to their respective lodgings to rest and recover.
Anthony found himself seated by the window of his hotel room, his gaze lingering on the silent night outside.
After a moment's pause, he retrieved his phone and dialed his mother.
Their conversation, though brief, seemed to ease the weight of the day.
Once the call ended, Anthony sank onto the bed, the non existent fatigue of the fight finally pulling him into a deep, undisturbed sleep.
At dawn, Anthony rose earlier than usual.
Accompanied by Adrian and the others, he made his way to the Adventurer's Guild.
This time, they brought with them the spoils of their conquest, the corpses of the chimera and Minotaurs, to claim the rewards befitting their efforts.