Lith was walking deep in the dungeon with Mayzin and Sylvia, searching through every nook and cranny of it for the treasure.
Being a Supreme Rank Dragon, Mayzin's aura scared the beasts and kept them away.
With them out of the picture, this dungeon pretty much had nothing. At least those beasts provided beast cores that could be used in potions, artifacts, and arrays.
"Aunt, I seriously think that we shouldâ€""
Squeakâ€"!
Lith stomped on something squishy again. Turning to look down down, it was a rat. A pudgy, hairy rat, about the size of a handball.
'Why are there so many rats here?'
This was the second time he accidentally stepped on one.
The rat squealed and aggressively struggled to move away as its life slowly slipped away due to Lith's foot on it.
Having no interest in killing it, Lith stepped away and the pudgy rat ran as fast it could, only to suddenly crash on a wall.
