The buzzing alarm sounded in the Golden Flame Fortress.
The most elite forces in the city, the Flame Guards of the Firebeard Clan and the Heavy Armor Legion of the Black Steel Clan, quickly assembled, fully armed, and rushed toward the entrance of the Molten Fire Dungeon.
Vimak Deep Furnace, the heir of the Deep Furnace Clan and Tolin's elder brother, stood in front of the family's tower window, tugging at his carefully groomed beard, his face growing increasingly grim.
His troublesome little brother caused such a big disturbance on his first day in the Molten Fire Dungeon?
He found it more believable that Tolin had somehow triggered the alarm by accident than that something happened in the Molten Fire Dungeon which had been safe for hundreds of years.
"Father won't spare him this time!" Vimak cursed under his breath. Despite frequently scolding his incompetent brother, he couldn't just watch him suffer.
Vimak hurriedly followed in the direction of the troops.
