The government representative wiped his brow, his exhaustion evident as he scanned the room. The meeting was quickly spiraling out of control, with voices overlapping in frustration.
"As you all know, this B-class dungeon is unlike anything we've faced before. Given its unpredictability, we have put in place strict entry limits—"
He tried to keep his tone steady, but the tension in the room was thick enough to cut.
"And that's the problem."
A deep voice cut in.
A low murmur spread like wildfire.
"We need more of our people inside."
"This is an opportunity we can't afford to waste!"
"We should be the ones deciding our own risks!"
The frustration was mounting.
None of these people were willing to see the bigger picture. They were all concerned about their own profit and what they would lose if the amount of people entering this dungeon were to be limited.
