Isaac walked down a dark passage with torches burning along the walls. The atmosphere was quiet, there was no sound other than the sound of his footsteps and breathing.
After walking for a while, he could smell the fishy of charred flesh and blood in the air.
Isaac arrived at a wide hall surrounded by black stones. Monsters strewn around in a lifeless state, filling the entire room. Lycans, arachnids, lizardmen, hobgoblins, and various other monsters; they all died charred.
An old man with a muscular body seemed to be standing in the middle of the pile of corpses. His condition looked messed up. His breathing was heavy, and he had difficulty standing up straight. His entire body was drenched in sweat and blood seeping from the gaping wounds. Even so, his eyes were still sharp as he sensed Isaac's presence.
Meanwhile, Isaac was actually impressed by the man.
[Name : Ivan Fedorov]
[Race : Human]
[Type : N/A]
[Class : S ]
[Level : 45 ]
