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There was a sense of urgency in the way the Carriages trudged out of Alvareen, into the woods that surrounded it until they all stopped moving right in front of the Evolving Dungeon's unstable Gate.
But they were not the first ones there.
While the Knights had been busy marshaling their forces and seeking support from the Gribbo Estate and the Temple of Selene, freelancing Mercenaries had approached the Gate with their eyes glowing with the desire for first crack at the loot and their mindset not quite comprehending the dangers of the Evolving Dungeon even as they hurried in.
"Wait," Sir Doran called out to a batch of Freelancing Mercenaries yet to enter the Gate.