Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to shake like a giant beast was grumbling below, and dust fell from the ceiling of the treasure-filled cave.
The earthquake grew stronger with each second, cracks spreading on the walls, and little rocks starting to drop one by one from above.
But Axelius? He didn't even stop. He just kept laughing, throwing more treasure—gold coins, gem-covered bracelets, glowing stones—into Owen's squishy body, who had no choice but to absorb them into the inventory.
"Axel! We need to leave! Now!" Owen shouted, eyes wide and bouncing in place as more cracks appeared on the ceiling.
"Just a little more! Just one more chest!" Axelius said with a huge grin, already wearing three different necklaces, several rings on each hand, and even a crown on his head like a child playing king.
"Look at me! I'm rich!"
"You're already rich!"
