Walking up the slope, Logan's mind started filling with uncertainty.
'If they managed to get in here through the entrance, what happened to Silas?' he questioned.
He couldn't rule out the possibility that the assassins had already been inside the dungeon.
'It's very possible someone paid the emergency team enough to turn on me,' Logan thought, nodding.
Logan glanced up the stairs and made up his mind.
'I'll just take a look outside,' he thought. 'I doubt something happened to Silas, otherwise the enemy would've sent in more Bronze cores to deal with me.'
Passing through the unstable mana barrier, Logan was hit by the sharp stench of blood and iron.
''What the hell happened here?'' Logan muttered to himself, finding a trail of blood leaking down the stairs.
As he climbed a few more steps, Logan's stomach twisted. Scattered across the floor were countless severed bodies.
Worried, Logan stepped over the bodies carefully, climbing to the top of the stairs.
