Outside the dungeon, a whole day had passed, yet the two missing students still hadn't returned.
The air was filled with worry and whispers as more and more people gathered near the dungeon gate.
Professors stood together, their faces pale with concern, while the dean paced back and forth restlessly.
He looked as if he had aged ten years overnight, his eyes tired, his hair messy, and his expression full of fear and guilt.
Search teams had already gone inside the dungeon several times.
Everything inside looked perfectly normal, as if nothing strange had ever happened.
There were no signs of a fight.
There were no traces of magic. There were no clues at all.
Some thought the dungeon gate had malfunctioned.
Some believed the students had been accidentally sent to another dungeon.
The dean's heart grew heavier when he received another report.
That report made his worst fears take root.
