Chapter 330: Floor 3: The Maw of the Packless
Samuel's POV
The portal shimmered behind me as I stepped onto the third floor, and instantly, the stench hit me.
Iron. Wet fur. Ash.
A storm of howls echoed from all directions—hundreds of them, maybe thousands. The wind howled like a dying beast, and the land was a cracked wasteland of bones, shredded banners, and forgotten altars. Lightning flashed above, illuminating jagged stone towers built from fangs and skulls. The terrain was as if a battlefield had rotted for a hundred years without rest, cursed to remember every death it ever tasted.
The Maw of the Packless.
I clenched my fists, the heat of my gauntlets thrumming along my arms. This wasn't just another floor.
It was war ground.
"Let's see what you've got," I muttered, stepping forward.
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[System Notification – Welcome to Floor 3: The Maw of the Packless]
Objective: Defeat the Three Alpha Wraiths to unlock the Summit of Fangs