***While the DwarfCat-earedElf and the NeoHeroes are fighting the Black-Weretiger monster.***
***POV - Last member of the Huntsman***
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!..."
I keep running away from that place, from those young adventurers, and from that abomination of a monster.
"This is not supposed to happen. We're supposed to become Nobles after this. We're about to achieve our dreams to live a luxurious life. This is not how things should have been."
Me and my friends have been adventurers for more than 15 years. We spent all of our youth training and adventuring to become stronger and to find more powerful Monster-Core, Monster-Materials, and Dungeon-Artifact.
But despite all our efforts, we never got stronger. We never got strong enough to defeat a Rank-4 monster, collect their Monster-Cores and Monster-Materials, find Dungeon-Artiffacts, and become a Silver-Rank adventurer.
