Jerouch felt the space bend, and so did his vision and perception twist briefly as he moved through the dungeon entrance.
By the time he regained his vision, he was already inside, and the new surroundings spread out for him to survey.
Splash!
Jerouch on impulse, looked down as he felt his leg contacting something cold.
'Water?' His eyebrows furrowed, seeing the new aquatic terrain.
There was no information about this dungeon, or rather, he didn't have access to the information. However, Jerouch still decided to press on.
'What danger could lie in a C rank dungeon?' He snorted, advancing with unperturbed eyes.
He might not know anything about this dungeon, but there was an unwritten rule which he learnt from the rumbling guards at the slave house.
The strongest monster that could exist in a dungeon could not exceed the rank of the said dungeon.
