You have slain a Palehorn Warden (S-Rank). You have levelled up!
Richard huffed as he watched the last monster fall.
Come to think of it, I've used all of my mirror steps for today. That was perhaps not the wisest thing to do.
Shaking his head, Richard turned to look at his sister.
"Are you alright?" he asked, scanning her for any injuries.
His sister nodded, though her breathing was more ragged than his.
"I'm fine," she managed between breaths. "Just... need a moment to recover."
Richard nodded and, not for the first time, wondered about the stupidity of entering the dungeon so unprepared.
"We should find shelter soon," Meredith suggested, glancing at the still-bright sky above them. "We can't keep wandering around and killing stuff."
Richard raised an eyebrow at that. "Can't we?"
"Yes, we can," Meredith replied, rolling her eyes. "And then we'll both collapse from exhaustion. Great plan, brother."
