It didn't take long for Bruce to find some Kobolds while he was going down the dungeon. The first had been a kobold Spearman that tried to stab him and fill him with holes, but the poor bastard tried to block Bruce's sword too many times, and ended up having it's spear broken after the third hit and then it's head was the next target.
"I guess it is time to find a better sword… "It has been a while since I got this one," Bruce thought. "The question is: where and how? Drops are hard to come by... and the shop won't help me with that. Well, this is a problem for later..."
Bruce ventured into the kobold dungeon with a sense of determination, although he couldn't help but feel a tinge of annoyance at the thought of having to focus on increasing his luck once again. He had encountered challenges like this before, and he knew that adapting and optimizing his skills was a key part of survival in this new world.
