Bruce, on alert, diligently scoured the surroundings but found no trace of the demons responsible for this fiery legion. It was as though they had vanished, leaving behind an eerie silence that hinted at their concealed presence within the dungeon's depths.
The sinister influence extended beyond the dungeon's confines, casting a destructive shadow over a radius of five hundred meters. The once-thriving vegetation and lush plants in this area had either succumbed to raging flames or withered away, transforming the landscape into a desolate wasteland. This grim transformation showed no signs of abating and continued to spread, leaving behind a trail of devastation.
"They will attack me all at once… this will be a good chance to level up Fire Resistance or something," Bruce thought. "I should learn those skills when I return…"
Time was off the essence and Bruce didn't want to play strategy with the likes of slimes. That would be too embarrassing.
