"Arthur, it's all your fault. We've only been to the tenth floor, but you insisted that we go down to the 11th floor today. The monster on the 11th floor is a silver-tier flame lizard. We are no match for it!" a girl with a red head scarf and goggles growled.
The person she reprimanded was a tanned man with mysterious patterns on his face. He retorted unhappily, "Annie, how dare you criticize me? You agreed to enter the 11th floor."
"Alright, Arthur, Annie, stop arguing. The most important thing now is to escape from those silver-tier flame lizards. There's a mysterious restriction outside the dungeon. They can't chase us past a certain area."
