"Damn it all! I told you this guy's crazy! We shouldn't have followed him!"
Trent's voice echoed off the dungeon walls, raw with frustration and panic.
"Trent, shut up!" Leo snapped.
But Trent wasn't letting it go.
"No! Leo, what I'm saying is true! We're all gonna die here—because of him!"
He jabbed a finger toward me like I'd stolen his lunch money. Or maybe his girlfriend. Hard to tell with that look on his face.
...But the worst part?
He kind of had a point.
And honestly?
Yeah. I get it.
Because to explain how we got into this disaster of a situation in the first place, I need to rewind a bit. Just a short flashback. A couple hours ago, maybe.
Back when this all still seemed like a good idea.
…After hours of fighting those damn humanoid tree monsters, we finally reached the boss room.
A massive door stood before us, half-covered in vines, ancient and imposing.
"Hm. Having such a large, obvious door makes me suspicious," Leo muttered, eyeing it carefully.
