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Ethos smiled at the question, though his eyes showed a slight annoyance. Nick really didn't understand anything that was going on–why was he in a room with Fynn, why his father was just down the hall, why a 30-foot-tall giant skeleton boss was suddenly some biker punk.

And frankly, he didn't care because he had to wake up. Juliana was in danger, and she needed him. They were so close to completing their first dungeon, and after all of his powerups, he knew the la ...

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