" Are you sure you can beat them? " - Liza whispered, leaning out from behind the man's shoulder. She is clumsy and slow, all because of the object stuck in her stomach.
" No, but there is no fun without risk. " - Ramiel replied carelessly, looking at the three goblins guarding the stairs leading to the lower floor. Unfortunately, none of them look like ordinary representatives of their species. Two of them are the former hunter's recent favorites: steroid-fed Hobgoblins.
As for the third one... he has caused Ramiel some concern. He is tall and muscular, his athletic physique striking, and most importantly, he seems aware of the former hunter's presence.
