Elizabeth walked into the forest with a confident look on her beautiful face. Although she had to leave her favorite weapon behind, she was sure about her hand-to-hand combat skills. How hard could this be?
She scoffed and made a clever grin as she continued to search for the floor boss. Inside the forest, the trees looked much taller, and the temperature had suddenly dropped—giving her an uneasy feeling because it would be harder to sense the enemy if the air was too cold
She switched to dark arts and attempted to cancel out her presence, but was disrupted by a flying hatchet that she dodged by hair's breadth after slightly leaning back.
It struck the tree behind her, giving her a hint that she was already in their territory, the goblins. Though she never thought goblins were this good at hiding. Had she set off some trap?
