"Tsk. Tsk. Not slothful enough for your Title to recognize you as a legitimate Commander Of Sloth, huh? How sad. Looks like being strong isn't always a good thing."
Keep an eye on me-
It was obvious that Mark didn't like it.
Running away. Even when the chances of victory were zero.
A bad habit, perhaps stemming from his time inside the Dungeon.
Clear the Floor, move to the next one, and look ahead, at all times.
Keep going. No matter the enemy, it can be defeated.
The Dungeon's Floors were made in a way that ensured they could be Cleared. At least, if the previous Floor has been properly utilized.
But the outside is different.
There is no more chain.
No more relations of power between the different enemies encountered.
Unlike the Dungeon, the outside world isn't a ladder, but a chaotic mass, making dying all the more easier.
