Locking the door to his room behind him, Logan sat down on the couch while Silas and Edric took seats across from him.
"So, what happened?" Edric asked, launching a small hologram to take notes.
Logan's face shifted to a bitter expression, slowly starting from the beginning.
He talked about Derek's suspicious behavior and how little he contributed at the start of the dungeon, then paused.
"That's when it really started," Logan said, clenching his fist tightly. "The first C-rank snow panther we encountered was somewhat special…"
Silas and Edric's expressions had already turned dark.
Especially Silas seemed to know exactly where this was headed as he clenched his jaw tightly.
"We were walking near the ledge above the snow panthers' breeding grounds," Logan started, anger flashing through his eyes. "When suddenly that bastard threw some kind of liquid on us."
Edric's pen halted in the air, glancing at Logan with a grim expression.
