I finalized the teams, setting one group to take on Zorx outside the dungeon and another to confront Vorx here. The stakes were as high as they could get, and time was running out. As we began strategizing, I directed Marius, Julius, and Termina to buy us precious minutes by holding off the minor demons Vorx had summoned.
Cain, however, wasn't having it. His fists were clenched, eyes blazing with frustration.
"What the hell is this?! I'm the one who should be taking down the Dungeon Boss, not you, Naoki! Let me fight Vorx and that boss fusion! You go after Zorx!" His words hit like a thunderclap, and the tension was palpable.
I tightened my grip on my sword hilt, forcing myself to stay calm. Cain had always been headstrong, someone who thrived on competition and couldn't bear the thought of losing. I needed to steer this conversation carefully.
