[You have entered the S+ Dungeon. User is advised to be cautious]
The moment Nina stepped into the S+ ranked dungeon, it was as if the world itself turned against her.
A crushing weight fell upon her shoulders, heavy and relentless. The air thickened, turning to syrup in her lungs.
The sky—if it could even be called that—was a dark, stormy red, swirling with clouds that cracked with silver lightning. Jagged landmasses hovered in the distance, suspended in nothingness.
The ground beneath her feet pulsed with unnatural mana, and the pressure tried to force her to her knees.
Nina stood still, gritting her teeth as her body trembled. Her bones ached. Her organs twisted.
[This is what an S+ dungeon feels like.]
Her Patron whispered, voice strained.
Nina didn't respond. The protective enchantments she wore flared to life. Sigils on her arms glowed.
The faint shimmer of a divine shield flickered around her—remnants from previous rewards and blessings.
