บท 164: Dungeon Collapse [3]

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Arvell's pulse skyrocketed as he felt fear clutch his heart.

An oppressive sensation weighed down on him, forcing him to feel like the world's weight was crushing him.

It took everything he had to resist falling to his knees, and the dungeon's constant shaking wasn't making it any easier on him.

As the feeling of fear grew stronger, Arvell's vision began to fail him, forcing him to have hallucinations of being surrounded by an ocean of blood under a crimson moon.

August wasn't spared from this either, as he desperately clung to Arvell, shivering with fear.

Arvell scowled as he mustered all the strength he could as he ruthlessly chomped on his lower lip, drawing blood from it.

It was either now or never.

'LYKOS, SNAP OUT OF IT!' Taking a deep breath, Arvell internally screamed.

If this failed, Arvell could only curse his dogsh*t luck.

Fortunately, however, this wasn't the case.