Half an hour later, the adventurers reached the second floor. But they didn't see any monsters. The veterans figured out the beasts had gone further down.
They weren't wrong. But they didn't know the Dungeon Master was commanding the monsters. Jake wanted to separate some adventurers from the party. As a whole, they were powerful. But individually, not so much.
''Where are the fucking monsters? Don't tell me they all grouped on the seventh floor?'' One fighter asked, irritated with walking all the time.
He wanted the monster parts. By selling them, he could make quick cash. But he hadn't killed a single beast yet. Was this really a tier one dungeon?
''Patience,'' one priestess said as she held her staff.
Tak… Tak… They walked in silence.
Amelia could hear the distant sound of water dripping. She peered at the stalactites. A woman, armed as a knight, looked at Amelia and diverted her gaze.
