Arthur had fallen asleep on the tree, and when he woke up, he saw that the dungeon still hadn't been cleared.
He looked around from his vantage point and noticed something terrifying — the gate was gone.
He paled. Where's the gate?
He climbed down to check and found nothing. How is this possible? Where's the gate? If there's no gate, can the second wave of explorers enter?
He had so many questions but no answers. Then he heard a loud roar in the distance. What should I do?
Running footsteps echoed closer. Moments later, the explorers appeared, sprinting toward where the gate should have been. Arthur immediately hid himself; he didn't want to be caught.
"Captain! The gate isn't here! There's no gate!"
"Captain! The haelions are getting closer! We can't fight them all!"
The explorers were in a panic. They tried to fight back, but the haelions' hides were too thick, normal swords couldn't pierce them. They had to use heartstone guns, but they'd only brought a few.
