P/S: Really sorry for the mismatch, was an error and the chapter was published in the wrong volume. This was supposed to be the second chapter of volume 2.
ONCE AGAIN I APOLOGIZE. :(
Noah's POV
The moment we stepped into the Wingless Wyverns dungeon, the atmosphere shifted. The silence inside was oppressive, pressing against my ears like a physical weight. The dungeon was far quieter than I expected, which made my skin prickle with unease.
The air inside was thick and musty, smelling faintly of stone and old decay, and I couldn't shake the sensation that something was off. But I said nothing yet. I didn't want to appear like the young, inexperienced magician I was often assumed to be.
Garth, our tank, took the lead as usual, his large shield raised, ready to block any sudden attack. Rissa's sharp eyes darted from corner to corner, her bow half-drawn, every sense on alert.
