‘Angel-6 to all units, hold position; we will move the field hospital to the central building and position the mortar platoons, Angel-6 out.’ Alon gave the radio to the operator.

Alon looked behind him and nodded to Ariadne and Edmund. She left the tent and toward the field, stopping right where the soldiers had departed before. Thinking about what was to come, she took a deep breath before releasing it, slowing herself down.

Edmund stood right next to her, saying ‌nothing and noticing how nervous she was; it was understandable; he‌ didn’t feel a thing, and that was something he felt happy about; the fact he was inside of the dungeon ‌negated the guilt he felt because of the memories of the hero. Some thought he was crazy, seeing him smile and look at the giant crystal on the ceiling of the dungeon with what looked like hope.

The tents were left there while the transport of all the things that were needed to establish a base inside of the central building up front began; it was the tallest of the first ones and it had a door to the roof where an observation post was established.

Alon was nervous because, until now, there was no resistance. He was asking himself where the creatures were; as he was looking deep into the city, he could see the temple to his right but again, no creature. Edmund walked next to him.

‘They are out there; I would use this day to give the soldiers rest before the battle.’ Edmund walked to the edge of the building, looking down.

‘There is a good idea, but do you have any idea why they didn’t attack us?’ Alon frowned in frustration

‘I don’t know. The golems should have attacked us the moment we got out of the hallway with their long-range magic. That was what happened to the hero last time, at least.’ He sat down with his legs free at the edge of the building.

‘Maybe this is a trap.’ Alon looked at Edmund’s back.

‘Or this is just the Demon lord army that does not know we are inside because what would alert them were the golems at the beginning of the dungeon.’ He looked at Alon while moving his legs back and forward in the air.

‘But the creatures in the hallway… what about them?’ Alon crossed his arms.

‘At the hero’s time, the hallway was well-lit; maybe the demon lord army corrupted the dungeon and now functions differently. I just don’t know.’ Edmund sighs while looking down at the street below.

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‘Well, let’s see tomorrow what happens.’ Alon turned around and walked toward the door.

‘I wonder how many of them will die before this ends,’ Edmund talked to himself.

On the following day, the operation continued. The filming crew that was accompanying Egor’s squad switched because Sorth thought that she needed to have eyes on the duchess when the battle against the Dungeon guardian happened. The one with Egor’s squad was Orlan, a Shafran with determined eyes and his cameramen had the same aura around him.

Alon was looking at the new map that they had drawn based on the observation they had. Without pushing forward with a radio in his hand, he took a deep breath before talking.

‘Angel-6 to all units; put me on speakers.’ Alon looked at Ariadne for a moment.

All radio operators put Alon on the speakers; it was another function Edmund added because he wanted all of the people in the squad to know what was going on, which they hadn’t used up until now. After all, they needed a degree of stealth in their approach.

‘Before anything, I just wanted to say that I’m proud to be fighting alongside all of you; now our Goddess has some words directly at every single one of you.’ Alon gave the radio to Ariadne.

In all positions, every soldier was prepared to act, just waiting for the signal to open the doors. Alon’s words were sincere and every single one of them felt it. A lot of smiles and nods were seen among them like they were saying the same to one another without speaking a word.

‘Today will be engraved in history; we, not me alone or some destined hero, will conquer this dungeon. Be proud of yourself because I’m.’ She closed her eyes for a moment.

At that moment she felt the connection with everyone inside the dungeon grow stronger; it almost overwhelmed the duchess to the point of shedding tears as they ran down her cheeks. Aside from Edmund, everyone in the room was touched by the scene, even those who were not there; in fact, everyone inside the dungeon was affected by it on different levels, some with a wide smile, others with a small one or other gestures but one thing was certain: they knew it was because of her. Ariadne gave the radio back to Alon as Rita helped dry her tears.

Everything was captured by the cameramen that was completely hypnotized by her words, returning right after to Sorth, who was in tears, unable to say anything, just making the signal for him to stop filming.

‘I hope everyone is motivated; she even cried for us all, and with that, begin the operation, Angel-6 out.’ Alon took a deep breath before looking at the map again.

At the same time, all opened their doors and crossed the street; they already knew what to expect, but the problem was that from that point on, it was a mixture of small, medium, and larger buildings with narrow streets between them.

As they advanced, one squad of Calb’s platoon saw one of the creatures walking toward an open double door As they got up to the second floor of a building, they stopped and watched as the creature entered the room.

'2-6, this is 2-1; we made contact, moving to eliminate.’ The black-haired A-Dam whispered into the radio and gave it back to the radio operator.

The squad moved softly until they reached the opened door. The squad leader peeked inside and saw 5 creatures standing there and it looked like they were talking to one another. He couldn’t understand but one thing was clear to him: all of them needed to go. He looked behind him and signaled, pointing to the other side of the door.

Two soldiers quickly sneaked to the other side of the door without the creatures noticing. He looked at the soldier on the other side and started to count down from three to zero with his fingers while having a grenade in his other hand.

At the same time, they threw the grenades inside, the soldiers of the demon lord were surprised by the spherical objects, something they had never seen before; they were confused, but that only lasted for two seconds as they exploded right next to them and right after the soldiers of the duchess stormed in, shooting the stunned creatures.