Sylas looked up at the creature, the sockets that were left of his eyes radiating with a light that went beyond what seemed possible at their depth.
This was certainly an interesting choice by the tortoise. The creature had no small amount of control over the Dungeon, but it had no ability to actually clear it itself.
It wasn't just using them because it was more convenient, it was using them because it had no other choice.
Logically, what the tortoise should do was wait for everything to be cleared, and then take action. Or, just use its manipulation abilities to command a large portion of the rewards for itself.
This latter choice was what Sylas had been expecting. This was an A-tier Dungeon with a Demi-God cap. The amount of rewards the tortoise would be able to claim for itself even against the system's insistence was enormous.
