Ariadne was inside a truck with Alon and a squad for her security. Looking outside, she noticed no battle in the city, which was expected. Nothing was destroyed, and there was no explanation for it. Edmund was still unconscious, so nobody knew what was happening or whether staying inside the dungeon was a good idea.

After some time, they reached the end of the city, and just like on the other side, there was nothing; however, in the distance, multiple black dots were on the wall.

‘We need to get closer.’ She gets back inside the truck.

‘Your Highness, it can be dangerous; send a squad first.’ Alon protested.

‘If anything happens, I will deal with it, captain; don’t worry.’ She smiled.

‘As you wish.’ He sighs, getting in the back of the truck.

They continued forward, their silent determination filling the air. The soldiers inside the truck, their eyes meeting in silent understanding, were bolstered by the duchess's presence. They felt a quiet confidence that they would overcome any danger that lay ahead.

When they arrived at the other side, Ariadne saw holes in the wall. When she walked closer, she saw supports to the side, but they weren’t made of wood but stone like they had been molded by magic.

‘Let the man check it first, Your Highness, I insist.’ Alon raised his voice.

'Ok, captain, as you wish.’ She stepped to the side.

The soldiers had lights attacking their weapons, so they entered the place without a problem. Just after a few steps inside, the light showed a blue glow on the walls. One soldier kneeled and took one of the blue crystals.

‘There is a lot of blue crystals here.’ A soldier shouted.

‘Alright, that is enough; come back.’ Alon shouted.

When the soldiers returned with some crystals, Ariadne instantly smiled. She looked at the other holes in the walls and imagined they had the same or even more resources.

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‘That is enough, captain; we need miners to go with the soldiers to see if it is safe.’ Ariadne turned around and walked back to the truck.

‘As you wish.’ Alon saluted her before following behind.

Back in the command building, in the field hospital, Eliza was checking the last one of the soldiers; they didn’t have any flesh wounds; it was their minds that needed healing. In the state Eliza saw, some were a complete mess; they couldn’t even talk.

Edmund lay in a bed in the corner of the room. He was the only case in which she needed to heal his wounds; this was the second time it had been necessary. As she started to heal him, the black bruises on his body became lighter.

Not only had her appearance changed, but she had also become physically stronger. However, the real change was in her healing. She could feel that it was more effective than before, but Edmund was still draining her even with that.

Ethan woke up and remembered how he had been feeling the previous day, but it was strange; he felt like it wasn’t him. Still confused, he got up and looked around. He was alone in the room, getting up, walking down the stairs, and leaving the building. He saw his team on a line to eat some food.

‘Sir, over here!!’ Samal waved his hand.

Ethan walked up to them and felt relieved from seeing their faces; yesterday, after the battle had ended, it became a blur for him, so he just smiled at his teammates, trying to forget what happened and move on, being glad that he was alive.

‘How are you feeling? Yesterday was crazy.’ Asher put his hand on Ethan’s shoulder.

‘I’m fine now; it just took a toll on me. I guess your guys are stronger.’ Ethan scratched his head.

‘That much I know. We need to take care of you, sir.' Samal put his arm around Ethan.

‘Don’t worry, we will take care of one another.’ Caleb looked behind for a moment.

They all got their food and started eating, leaning against a building wall. Others were eating on the ground around them, talking and laughing with one another. Egor walked up to them and sat on the ground next to them, but he had no food in his hand.

‘Look, everybody, we had heavy casualties, and when we get out of here, even the cooks there will be on our ranks so that I will be the second platoon’s new leader; Calb didn’t make it.’ Egor had a sad expression on his face.

‘What about us, Sarg?’ Asher scratches his head with a fork.

‘Is Lieutenant now. Ethan will be the sergeant in charge of the squad, and Caleb will be the corporal in charge of this team. More people will join, too; we lost some brave men.’ Egor stood up.

‘Kurt was a good guy, those bastards.‘ Samal punched the ground.

‘Everyone that fell here was a good man; let’s not forget about them and try to make them proud, alright boys?’ Egor nodded at the group.

'Yes, sir!!’ they shouldered and saluted Egor.

Squad and platoon leaders visited other groups to announce their new roles. From their perspective, everything was happening so fast. The promotions felt bitter because they came at the cost of their fallen friends, but they knew nobody would forget what happened inside this dungeon. It had bound them all, even to those they didn’t know the names of.

A squad was sent to the dungeon's entrance. The hallway was now well-lit, and even the places the teams entered to the sides had lights, too, a completely different scenario from before. They signaled for the giant door to be opened through the radio, and so it was; the difference was that they locked it in place on the sides.

The change in appearance of the soldiers took back the soldier on the outside. The white hair of an A-Dam and white fur on the Shafran and the Chatzi as they got their helmets out.

‘Lieutenant Zaken, what happened?’ The soldier asked, with a confused expression.

‘You will see in time; no, her highness needs something.' He patted the soldier on the shoulder.