988 Scandalous Luck

BOOOOM!

Jake, who had been relentlessly boring through walls of Voidsteel for over a quarter of an hour with gratifying success, abruptly halted his path of destruction, his gaze narrowing.

"Why do I have such a foreboding feeling?" he muttered, tension etched across his features. "I feel as though I'm on the verge of losing something invaluable."

A pang of helplessness echoed within him as he took stock of the deserted steel corridor where he stood. The imposing but restrained presence of the Dungeon Digestor had long since receded, leaving him to the unnerving illusion of solitude. Even the Sinewshades had ceased their pestering.

"Have I unwittingly fallen into the enemy's ploy after all?" Jake questioned his course of action, despite the trail of thousands of punctured walls behind him standing testament to his achievements.