Chapter 213: NPC vs MVP
The room was not cold enough.
"This is interesting," Serma mused as she stood in the room dedicated to those who had fallen. Serma looked up at the main statue of the woman. It was a talented piece of work, more focused on humanizing the figure rather than making her divine, her sadness more the emphasis than any higher power.
A funny thing for a Dungeon to do.
She could maybe guess it was a bluff or someway to lower one's guard, but Serma didn't think so. Even if Dungeons could create almost anything, a sense of empathy wasn't one of them. She was also a little confused about the lack of actual victims.
Even baby Dungeons had at least double digits in terms of foes they had defeated. Most were a violent upheaval in places they landed and grew into, fringes of the world teeming with unimaginable monsters or isolated spots suffering under clashing cultures and stagnate lifes