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... nt, just like Carlos. )" 𝒃𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"( Damn, need to prepare for that, but still... )"

" Is just me or... "

" Hmm... "

" Hmm... "

" Are the Dungeons getting Rarer now, don't ya think? " Draven asks Reala, as she accompanies him inside this Dungeon, Draven says this as recently, the System scans show few Dungeons appearing for days, even weeks.

" Well, Master Draven, it seems the more we cleared the Dungeons, the more we make the monster ...

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