The air around the dungeon tightened and everyone knew the men who stepped in were not game players.

“Wayne,” Olive called.

“Come here,” he beckoned on her. She tore through the distance between them and ran into his arms. A groan was heard behind them and gasps echoed around.

“Damn, what sort of fire is this? Ugh!” President Kim groaned and tried to extinguish the fire latched unto his expensive suit.

“There's a dragon here?” Prince Dakar asked with a ...