It's Not My Fault

For more than half an hour, it was a blur of frantic running, strategic takedowns, and sudden teleportations for the duo.

Group after group, Demons and Hunters, came at them, but they managed to hold them off with the same tried-and-tested strategy: Asher the distraction, Ceti the executioner.

Ceti had great control over the darkness and the earth element, allowing her an elemental advantage in a place like this as well. It was the only thing that made the two feel fortunate for being in this dungeon during this bounty.

But despite killing those who tried to hunt them, they didn't have the luxury of time to loot nor take their spatial bags since carrying extra would only slow them down. Ceti didn't even bother to take their clothes since she was sweating profusely, and she was getting used to fighting more freely.

The sound of each encounter echoed through the caves, the aftermath a grim reflection of the duo's desperate struggle to survive.