As the sun began its descent into the horizon, casting a golden hue over the landscape, Aiden and his group stood at the entrance of the seventh floor of the dungeon. The air was thick with anticipation, and the darkness ahead promised both danger and opportunity. Aiden tightened his grip on his staff, feeling the familiar surge of energy coursing through him.
"Everyone ready?" he asked, glancing around at his companions. They were a motley crew, each possessing unique skills that complemented his own. There was Kira, a deft rogue with a talent for stealth; Torin, a hulking brute who wielded a massive axe; and Mira, a skilled mage whose elemental powers could turn the tide of battle in an instant.
"Let's move," Kira said, her voice steady, her eyes scanning the shadows ahead. "We need to catch up to Noah before he reaches the last floor."
