[Of course, as always, peace comes to an end. That's the joke of the situation, really. That you killed to protect others, but in the end, they're always in danger. It never ends. Maybe things will never change.
Something in their surroundings shatters, in a way that can't be described. Everything explodes into bright light, and even these four aren't safe from its reach—but they'll feel something pulling them away. It's hard to say what, but it'll almost feel like someone pulling them away to safety.
And then, it all fades.
When they wake up again, they're at the outskirts of a labyrinth: the border between their real world and the one within the dungeon. But this is familiar by now, isn't it? You've always known it would come to this again.
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Something in their surroundings shatters, in a way that can't be described. Everything explodes into bright light, and even these four aren't safe from its reach—but they'll feel something pulling them away. It's hard to say what, but it'll almost feel like someone pulling them away to safety.
And then, it all fades.
When they wake up again, they're at the outskirts of a labyrinth: the border between their real world and the one within the dungeon. But this is familiar by now, isn't it? You've always known it would come to this again.
Time to infiltrate.]