Danmachi, Ch 171-175

Chapter 171: The Longing Eyes of Ais

"Uh… I guess you could say I’m better with the attributes Finn and Gareth awakened. The one you might awaken, Riveria, isn’t really my strong suit."

Tsuna dragged out his words awkwardly, explaining with a hint of embarrassment.

"The power that Tiona and Tione awakened is called the Dying Will Flame. They specialize in close combat, and their flames—focused on self-enhancement and raw destruction—just happen to be the type I’m most familiar with."

"After all, compared to doing mental work, I’m much more comfortable charging straight into battle."

The combat styles of the Dying Will Flame vary completely depending on their attributes.

Among them, “Mist” is the most distinctive.

Its lower limit can be incredibly weak, yet its upper limit can reach unimaginable heights.

Being able to master Mist is practically a hallmark of a true powerhouse.

Tsuna was something of a halfway master of the Dying Will Flame. He was skilled at controlling it, but far from mastering every attribute’s unique properties.

He had understood it, but not yet mastered it.

He could offer guidance, but the finer control still depended on the one who wielded the flame.

"It was supposed to happen much earlier, but my later plans required me to hide out with the Hephaestus Familia, so things got delayed until now."

"Talk about bad luck."

After hearing the full story, Riveria couldn’t help but feel that her luck truly was awful—otherwise, things wouldn’t have been postponed for so long due to so many random incidents.

But considering what Tsuna had been facing at the time, she could understand why she’d been delayed until now.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, Riveria noticed Ais—looking like a child waiting desperately to be fed.

"What about Ais?"

"Ais? She’s actually been put last—by me, Finn, and Gareth. We all agreed it’s best she doesn’t receive this power for now."

"!?"

The words struck Ais like a thunderbolt. She froze mid-motion, eyes wide, as if she’d just been hit by a petrification curse.

I knew it…

Riveria wasn’t surprised in the slightest.

Ais was a child with an unstable mindset. The moment she sensed her growth slowing, that restless anxiety would start to eat away at her composure.

And whenever she gained a new power, she could never resist testing it—like a child playing with fire, desperate to confirm her own strength.

Finn and Gareth made the right call, Riveria thought.

Her gaze shifted toward Tsuna.

Age-wise, he and Ais were peers. But when it came to mental maturity, the difference between them was vast.

Ais always charged forward recklessly without thinking about the consequences—acting first, dealing with the fallout later.

Tsuna wasn’t exactly a paragon of restraint either; he had rushed in blindly to rescue the four girls from Astraea Familia.

That had been an act of curiosity toward the unknown—but if a trap had been laid, he would have walked right into it.

Let’s just say Tsuna is slightly better than Ais.

Yes, only slightly, in Riveria’s opinion.

At least Tsuna had the capacity to respond to unforeseen situations. His ability to handle risk was far better than Ais’s.

Ais, on the other hand, often went too far—without the ability to pull things back once they spiraled out of control. Her risk management was poor, and her chances of making a mistake were high.

"Ahem! Let’s set Ais’s situation aside for now—"

That single line from Tsuna made Ais immediately protest.

"Tsuna! I want it too!"

But Tsuna didn’t respond to her plea. Instead, his eyes turned to Riveria.

Ais wasn’t someone who could make this kind of decision on her own. Whether she could obtain that power or not depended on Riveria’s approval as her guardian.

Realizing this, Ais turned her pleading eyes toward Riveria—like a pitiful puppy on the verge of tears.

"Riveria."

Her gaze was so sorrowful that she almost whimpered aloud.

Unfortunately for her, Riveria had long since developed an immunity to that expression. She stood firm, completely unmoved.

"…Tsuna, what kind of power do Tiona and Tione have?"

Before deciding whether Ais should be allowed to obtain it, Riveria needed to understand exactly what this power entailed.

The conversation turned serious. Alise and Kaguya also straightened up, listening intently.

"The Dying Will Flame is divided into seven completely distinct attributes," Tsuna began. "Each is named after a phenomenon of the sky—sun, rain, storm, mist, cloud, lightning, and the most special of all, sky itself."

"The seven attributes correspond to: Activation, Tranquility, Disintegration, Construction, Propagation, Hardening, and Harmony."

"Tiona and Tione awakened the attributes 'Sun' and 'Storm'—that's Activation, which strengthens the body, and Disintegration, which unleashes tremendous destructive power."

"……"

"Gareth's is 'Lightning.' Finn's are 'Sun,' 'Rain,' and 'Storm.'"

"Through Tiona and Tione’s testing, we discovered that once someone completely masters their awakened Dying Will Flame, it manifests as an entirely new Skill."

The revelation sent a wave of shock through everyone present.

"That’s basically another kind of magic, isn’t it?"

Alise voiced what everyone was thinking.

Tsuna didn’t deny it. In fact, his own Dying Will Flame occupied one of his magic slots.

"If you really want to classify it, yes—the Dying Will Flame can be considered a form of magic."

He opened his hand, and seven flames—each a different color and form—spun slowly above his palm in a glowing circle.

"For me, the Dying Will Flame is indeed a type of magic—it takes up my magic slot. But for you, once you've received my guidance and mastered it, it won't count as magic. Instead, it manifests as three distinct Skills."

"Also, since your powers are derived through my guidance, the ability you gain won't be called Dying Will Flame, but Dying Will Veins. According to Miss Loki, that's probably because I'm the source of this power."

Chapter 172: Detailed Explanation and Practical Demonstration

"It’s not magic—but it’s very similar to it."

Riveria had already grasped the essence of this power. Just as Alise had said, it was essentially another form of magic, albeit one with a different nature.

"It truly is a fascinating power," she said, intrigued. "Compared to magic, it seems much easier to use."

"I noticed you didn’t recite any incantation just now. Does that mean it can be controlled purely through willpower?"

"It can."

Tsuna gave a small nod. The seven flames of different colors and forms hovering above his palm began to shift and flow freely, unrestricted by any set shape or form. The way he manipulated them was effortless, unhindered by the structure of chants or spell formulas.

"The only real issue with the Dying Will Flame lies within the heart. To ignite it requires unwavering resolve. If that resolve falters, then this power will also begin to distort."

"So unless one is a high-ranking Adventurer—or someone with firm conviction—it’s impossible to wield it at all."

"No wonder."

Riveria nodded, completely understanding. For a power of this caliber, it was only natural that it came with strict limitations.

As Tsuna had said—if your Level wasn’t high enough, you needed conviction to make up for it. And if your conviction was lacking, then you needed the strength of your Level to compensate.

To wield this power, one needed either Level or resolve—preferably both.

"The Dying Will Flame is relatively simple and convenient to use," he continued.

"That said, it does have its inconveniences."

While explaining its advantages, Tsuna also pointed out its flaws.

"To draw out stronger flames from one’s body, a special medium is required."

As he spoke, thirteen rings appeared in his hand.

"These rings act as catalysts for channeling greater power. The plain ones are called Vongola Rings, while the more ornate ones are known as Mare Rings."

"By wearing a ring, you can ignite the flame that corresponds to your resolve and attribute."

"Of course, once the power becomes your own Skill, the ring is no longer strictly necessary. Still, if you want to unleash purer and stronger flames, it’s best to keep one on."

"Alright, that’s enough of the theory."

After a long, detailed explanation, Tsuna could tell from Ais’s blank, glassy-eyed stare that she hadn’t understood a word of it.

It wasn’t just Ais—Alise from the Astraea Familia wore the same vacant expression.

That made it clear to Tsuna that words alone weren’t enough. It was time for a demonstration.

"Riveria, would you like to experience the seven attributes firsthand?"

"Can I?"

"Of course."

Riveria’s eyes brightened immediately—she always preferred learning through practice.

"Riveria, please extend your hand."

She nodded and raised her right hand.

A crimson flame condensed at Tsuna’s fingertip, and he lightly touched her palm.

A faint sting followed, and Riveria’s eyes sharpened as she examined her hand. Three small cuts had appeared across her palm.

"This is Storm, or Disintegration."

A violet flame then enveloped a drop of blood that welled up from the wound.

Within moments, that single drop began to multiply rapidly, spreading across her entire palm and dripping to the floor.

"This is Cloud, or Propagation."

Next, a blue flame spread over the falling drops. The motion of the dripping blood slowed drastically—so much so that it looked as if the drops were suspended motionless in the air.

"And this is Rain, or Tranquility."

A trace of green lightning danced across the droplets, gathering them together. The blood merged and solidified into a dagger of congealed crimson, faint sparks flickering along its blade. Under the dim light, the surface gleamed with a metallic sheen.

"This is Lightning, or Hardening."

Tsuna grasped the blade made of blood—and without warning, swung it down toward Riveria’s hand.

A sharp sound split the air.

Her hand fell to the ground. Blood spurted from her wrist in a violent burst.

"!?"

The searing pain made Riveria’s eyes widen in shock.

"Riveria!"

Ais’s pupils constricted as she rushed toward her mentor.

Alise and Kaguya froze, stunned by the gruesome sight.

"To shroud another’s senses—this is Mist."

Tsuna’s calm voice echoed through the room, sending a chill down everyone’s spine.

Then, as if waking from a nightmare, their bodies trembled.

The first to react were Riveria and Ais.

They looked down—only to see that her hand was still there. The skin bore a small cut and a faint sting, but no sign of severing, no missing limb, no gushing blood.

"???"

Ais blinked blankly.

Hadn’t she just leapt to Riveria’s side? Why was she still sitting in her seat, motionless?

"An illusion?"

Kaguya’s mind raced—and she immediately understood. The Mist attribute induced a trance, projecting fabricated images directly into the senses.

At some point, they had all been drawn into Tsuna’s illusion, seeing only what he wanted them to see.

Riveria, recovering her composure the quickest, took a slow breath.

"The Mist that clouds perception… that’s impressive."

Having witnessed it herself, she now fully grasped how formidable this power was.

Each flame carried a unique property—and with each property came entirely different ways to fight.

"Mist is indeed remarkable," she said thoughtfully. "Its potential is immense—but its offensive power is clearly weaker than the other flames. Among the seven attributes, it’s the one with the highest potential ceiling, but also the lowest floor."

That was the paradox of the sorcerer’s path—tremendously powerful when mastered, but fragile when not.

If one could bring out the full potential of Mist, they could become an exceptional mage—someone capable of manipulating the battlefield itself.

But fail to do so, and that same attribute would become their greatest weakness.

"And finally, this is Sun, or Activation."

He touched Riveria's palm once more with a golden flame.

Before her eyes, the wound closed rapidly, the skin knitting together in moments.

The demonstration ended as cleanly as it began.

Chapter 173 – The Storm and Rain Duo of Astraea

“In terms of difficulty, the Mist attribute is probably the hardest to control.”

“Sun, Storm, Rain, Lightning, and Cloud are all suited for direct combat, but only Mist requires delicate precision—and the ability to draw others into illusion.”

“And as you mentioned, Mist also has the weakest offensive power among all the flames.”

“Still, for a mage like me, who fights from the rear, that attribute might actually be ideal.”

Riveria analyzed the Dying Will Flame’s properties carefully. Once she confirmed the Mist’s operability and usefulness, she finally understood why Tsuna had saved it for her.

She could tell that the Mist would be greatly beneficial to her.

For a mage, the moment of chanting a spell was always the most dangerous.

Precisely because of that vulnerability, high-ranking magicians had developed a special technique—Concurrent Chanting—to protect themselves while casting.

If she could use Mist to hypnotize her enemies or conceal herself within its illusions, her effectiveness in battle would rise dramatically.

“Tsuna, can one choose their own attribute?”

“No. An attribute is essentially a unique vibration within one’s body. The nature of that vibration determines the type of flame.”

“Usually, these internal vibrations are closely tied to personality and behavior. Take Tiona and Tione, for example.”

“Their personalities are straightforward and bold. They speak bluntly, rush headfirst into danger, and act on impulse. Those traits perfectly represent the Sun and Storm flames.”

After explaining, Tsuna’s gaze shifted to Ais. There was a hint of concern and resignation in his eyes.

“If it’s Ais... my guess would be Storm.”

That made perfect sense.

Using the Hiryute sisters as examples, and with Ais’s distinct personality as comparison, Riveria also felt that Tsuna’s deduction was right on target.

Her eyes then drifted toward Alise and Kaguya, and a question arose in her mind.

“Tsuna, what about Alise and Kaguya? Which attributes do you think they might awaken?”

“Hm... that’s a tough one.”

Tsuna studied the two girls. In truth, he didn’t know them very well. Ever since rescuing the Astraea Familia, he’d been swamped with other matters, leaving little time to get to know them personally.

“Based on intuition... I’d say Alise fits either Sun or Storm. Awakening either would make perfect sense. If she awakened both, that would speak to her talent. She’s the Captain of the Astraea Familia and a front-line fighter—those attributes align well with her role.”

“As for Miss Kaguya, she’s skilled with the katana. Though she smiles often, beneath that warmth lies a sharp edge. With those traits, I think Rain suits her best.”

After giving his thoughts, Tsuna produced thirteen rings once again and held them out.

“Of course, this is just speculation. Alise, Miss Kaguya—why not test it for yourselves?”

The two exchanged a glance, then nodded and chose their rings.

Alise selected a Mare Ring, while Kaguya picked a Vongola Ring.

“Huh? Kaguya’s set seems to be missing one ring.”

"That's because that particular ring is currently on Miss Loki's hand. Given her personality, she didn't want anyone else wearing the same one, so I didn't make another copy."

“Now that you mention it... Lady Loki has been wearing a ring lately.”

Tsuna’s explanation made them recall that indeed, over the past few months, Loki had been seen with a ring on her finger.

It hadn’t drawn much attention—after all, a goddess wearing jewelry was hardly unusual. One ring was nothing out of the ordinary.

But now that Tsuna revealed that the ring was one capable of channeling the Dying Will Flame, Alise couldn’t help but ask curiously:

“Tsuna, does that mean Lady Loki has awakened a flame too?”

“Yes. Loki awakened a very rare attribute—Sky. From what I know, very few ever manifest it. Only those with great tolerance and acceptance can awaken the Sky flame.”

“I imagine Goddess Astraea could awaken it as well. Her heart is just as kind and all-encompassing.”

“Of course! Lady Astraea’s compassion is second to none!”

At the mention of her goddess, Alise’s face beamed with pride.

She had absolute faith that her goddess’s capacity for acceptance surpassed all others.

Riveria sighed softly.

“Loki’s still such a child sometimes—she gets a new toy and immediately becomes possessive.”

Still, Loki’s little whims were harmless and didn’t really affect Tsuna’s work. As he’d said, very few could awaken that particular attribute anyway.

Alise and Kaguya both laughed lightly at that.

Among the gods, Loki’s behavior was actually rather tame. A bit of mischief was nothing new.

The topic soon passed with an easy smile.

“Tsuna, how exactly does this testing work?”

“It’s simpler than you think.”

He extended both hands.

“Alise, Miss Kaguya—place your hands on mine. I’ll channel the Dying Will Flame into your bodies to stir your inner vibrations and help you awaken your flame attributes.”

“The flame that answers you will ignite on the ring you’re wearing.”

Both nodded and placed their hands over his.

Slowly, Tsuna infused their bodies with the Dying Will Flame. He guided their inner energy, resonating with their individual wavelengths—until the moment of awakening arrived.

A crimson flame burst to life on Alise’s ring—Storm.

A blue flame flared from Kaguya’s—Rain.

Each had awakened a single, pure attribute.

Chapter 174 – This Thing Works Better Than Magic

Inside the Training Space, two figures clashed at high speed.

Clang!

Ais and Alise’s swords collided—crimson against crimson. Both blades cried out in protest at the same instant.

Crack, crack, crack!

The sound of fracturing steel rang sharply between them.

Both girls pulled back at once, retreating in perfect sync, using the recoil to launch into another charge.

Their feet barely touched the air before they kicked off again, twisting mid-motion, thrusting their swords toward each other once more.

Boom!

This time, their blades couldn’t withstand the impact. Both shattered cleanly in half.

Neither of them showed the slightest thought of retreating. With only broken hilts in their hands, they rushed straight back in. Every swing of their half-blades carried the same force as a real sword.

Though the swords were broken, their strikes only grew fiercer. Each clash sent shockwaves bursting through the air, leaving explosions in their wake. The ground beneath them cracked and cratered, scarred with countless sword marks.

But as their strikes became sharper, their weapons deteriorated further.

Bang!

Finally, when the two fragments met again, they disintegrated completely—nothing left but scraps of metal.

The two of them stood there, gripping the remains of their swords—barely more than twisted chunks of steel lodged in the hilts.

“Impressive, Ais.”

Alise smiled, admiration plain on her face. She could feel that Ais had been holding back much of her strength, matching her level yet still keeping her on the defensive.

“You’re amazing too, Alise.”

Ais’s tone carried equal surprise. She knew all too well the overwhelming advantage a Level 5 Adventurer had over someone below.

Even when she suppressed her strength, that natural pressure usually crushed anyone of a lower level.

But Alise had withstood it.

That oppressive gap had vanished—Alise was holding her ground, even pushing back.

“Ah… if only our weapons weren’t so bad. We could’ve kept going.”

“Mm. But these swords are expensive.”

“Yeah… that’s the real problem.”

Weapons were always an issue. Ordinary ones simply couldn’t handle their level of combat.

Even so, these were no cheap blades.

Though not Unbreakable, the training swords they used ranked among the Loki Familia’s second-tier weapons.

Each shattered sword had cost roughly ten million valis—a mage-crafted weapon, no less.

“Ais, where’s your Sword of Despair?”

“...Still being serviced by the Goibniu Familia.”

“What? Didn’t the expedition end ages ago? Your weapon’s still under maintenance?”

Alise blinked in disbelief. Normally, a third-tier weapon took at most three weeks to repair.

But it had been nearly half a year.

Why was Ais’s sword still there?

Even Ais looked embarrassed.

Then Riveria’s calm voice came from the side.

“That’s because this foolish child took her Sword of Despair into the Challenge Space. She tried to fight monsters she couldn’t defeat—and ended up sending her weapon to the Goibniu Familia for repairs.”

Alise nearly burst out laughing.

"Wow! Ais, you're really loaded—using your main weapon in the Challenge Space! I always have Tsuna forge a special durable blade for me when I go. Saves my own sword from getting wrecked."

“!?”

"You can ask Tsuna for that?"

Ais was stunned.

"Of course. Tsuna's craftsmanship can handle it. I only ask him to make me something sturdy when I'm going to the Challenge Space. I wouldn't dare take my real weapon against a Floor Boss—I'm not that rich."

"Sure, Tsuna's weapons break too, but he never charges for it. If you ask sincerely, he'll always help."

Ais’s golden eyes dimmed.

She hadn’t known that.

So every time she entered the Challenge Space, she’d taken her Sword of Despair with her.

And now, hearing Alise say all this, she felt… rather foolish.

Worse, she’d already paid for repairs twice—nearly forty million valis total, draining almost all her savings.

“Pff—!”

Alise couldn’t help laughing at Ais’s expression of pure despair.

“Ais, what made you think it was a good idea to bring your real weapon into the Challenge Space? You know those monsters are absurdly tough, right?”

Of course Ais knew. But she’d gone anyway—with her main sword.

“This idiot knew,” Riveria said dryly. “She just can’t think her way around things.”

Holding her wand, Riveria stepped forward, her body surrounded by an indigo glow—like a spirit emerging from mist, radiating mystery and authority.

“Lady Riveria…”

Alise glanced around, looking for Kaguya—only to find her standing nearby, eyes wide open, body wreathed in blue flames.

“Ah, as expected, Lady Riveria’s silenced her.”

The two attributes Lady Riveria had awakened—Mist and Rain—worked perfectly together.

Mist created illusions, while Rain soothed the targets, suppressing their resistance.

Riveria had truly mastered Mist, quickly learning the subtleties of illusion magic.

Even a Level 4 Adventurer could be subdued in moments.

“Kaguya’s swordsmanship did give me some trouble,” Riveria admitted with a light smile. “But the difference in our levels is still too great.”

That level gap alone allowed her to overwhelm easily.

And more than that—her mastery over Mist was formidable.

Some powers could only be understood once you wielded them.

And Riveria couldn’t help but sigh in satisfaction.

This thing works better than magic.

Chapter 175 – Joint Expedition

Strength: H116 → SSS1101 | Endurance: H221 → SSS1101 | Dexterity: H189 → SSS1101 | Agility: H198 → SSS1101 | Magic: D588 → SSS2001

“Mm. This is the limit for a Level 2’s growth.”

Even with growth control and without undergoing intense training in the Training Space, there was a natural ceiling to how long he could restrain his advancement.

Today, he’d finally reached that limit.

Loki lay across Tsuna’s back, the updated Status sheet in her hand. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she pressed herself close and whispered,

“You’ve hit your cap, huh? I can feel it too—your growth has slowed down a lot lately.”

“That means your Status has already reached its peak,” she said, her breath warm against his ear. “Pushing it any further would just waste your effort.”

Tsuna understood what she meant.

His abilities had maxed out. Though he could still feel his strength improving, the pace had dropped sharply—tenfold slower than before.

He could keep grinding, but it would no longer be efficient.

There was no reason to waste time chasing marginal gains.

Now, the real priority was finding an opportunity to Level Up.

“So, if I want to Level Up to 3, I’ll have to challenge Goliath, right?”

“If you want to advance quickly, yes. But remember—your challenge has to be done with your own strength. You can’t rely on your Puppets. The Excellia gained by your Puppets won’t transfer to you.”

“Yeah, I know. I learned that when I was helping out Lady Hephaestus and Tsubaki. If Excellia from my Puppets could count toward my growth, then I wouldn’t have been able to help them stabilize Excellia within the Puppet bodies.”

The Puppets he made were strong, but the Excellia they earned by defeating Floor Bosses didn’t flow back to him. That was the drawback of relying on them.

Tsuna had long understood what Excellia truly represented.

Excellia was the glory earned by those who challenged the insurmountable—not by riding a lift to the top, but by climbing, step by step, on the path carved by their predecessors. Only by overcoming the impossible could one claim the honor that awaited at the summit.

That honor was Excellia.

It was something no substitute or Puppet could ever obtain.

The coward hiding behind his creations would never touch that glory.

So, the path to Excellia had to be walked by his own hands.

Of course, for Tsuna, that wasn’t particularly daunting.

After gaining enough experience and strength, his courage and resolve to surpass his current limits had only grown stronger—not weaker.

Loki tossed the paper aside and wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, hooking her legs around his waist from behind.

“It’s fine. If it’s you, I know you’ll be all right.”

She nuzzled her cheek against his, her tone soft and teasing, but filled with trust.

“If you don’t feel like rushing, the Expedition is coming up soon anyway. With your strength, even deep-floor monsters won’t be much trouble. You could use the Expedition to reach Level 3 first, then think about challenging Goliath later.”

“Which do you think is better?”

Loki gave him a small smile. “That’s for you to decide. Either path works—bold or cautious.”

Tsuna thought for a moment. Then he nodded.

“I’ll take the safer route. I’ll use this Expedition to reach Level 3 first, and then consider challenging Goliath.”

“Mm-hmm. That’s the smarter choice. When there’s no time pressure, stability wins. And since you’ve already sensed that coordinate in the other world after your last Level Up, this next advancement should make that feeling even stronger.”

“I hope so.”

As his power had grown, so too had his awareness of that mysterious spatial coordinate.

At Level 1, he couldn’t sense it at all. But after reaching Level 2, he could faintly perceive its location—like a distant signal waiting to be locked onto.

Just as he’d suspected, the stronger he became, the sharper that sense grew—like an antenna picking up a stronger transmission.

“Hehe~ Don’t worry. Things will definitely move in a good direction.”

Loki’s playful reassurance eased his tension.

“Yeah… things will turn out fine.”

“That’s the spirit.”

There was no need to overthink it—that was Loki’s role as a goddess.

When her children’s hearts wavered, she steadied them, guiding them gently back onto their path.

After a few more affectionate rubs, Loki finally released him and flopped back onto the bed, resting her head on his lap.

“This Expedition’s plan is almost finalized. It’ll be a Joint Expedition between three Familias.”

“Hephaestus Familia will handle logistics, while our Familia and Astraea Familia will take the lead.”

“With the strength of all three Familias—and your spatial ability as backup—this Expedition will definitely reach new floors.”

Given their combined power, venturing deeper was only natural.

They could push the exploration farther than ever before.

And since the Dungeon’s spirits hadn’t stirred up any major trouble lately, nothing would interrupt the Expedition.

With some luck, they might even reach the 60th Floor.

“Maybe we really can. With Finn, Gareth, and Riveria’s command of their power, they should be able to lead the teams into deeper levels.”

“They can bypass the Dragon’s Urn floor, and even pull the party into the Rest Space when needed, leaving only a small group to face challenges.”

“At least that way, the team won’t get forcibly split apart.”

The Dungeon was always dangerous. Whenever possible, they had to keep the party united.

Once separated, if the Dungeon decided to “act up” again, things could spiral out of control fast.

Now that he had a way to stabilize such chaos, Tsuna would make sure to use it.

His ability wasn’t just for show.

Confidence filled him as he thought of his Annihilation Maker.

It was time to prove its worth.