In a dungeon sparsely adorned with creeping vines and a few patches of moss, Rey wandered through the dimly lit corridors, feeling a sense of unease.
The stagnant air carried a faint, earthy scent, and the faint rustling of leaves hinted at the dungeon's sparse vegetation. It was the kind of place that was neither too challenging nor too mundane.
"This looks like a good place to grind some levels," Rey muttered to himself, glancing around with a hint of optimism.
With no one to talk to, he found himself addressing the Gatcha egg they had brought from home. "You… probably can't hear me, so I'm just talking to myself," he sighed. "This is so boring."
As he lamented, the minutes ticked by slowly until, finally, Rey's luck changed. Up ahead, he spotted movement: a group of monsters shuffling through the undergrowth. He approached cautiously and soon saw three kobolds emerge from the shadows.
