"Phew... That was tiring..."
Raven muttered under his breath as he sat cross-legged in a lotus position, his back leaning slightly against a cool, jagged stone wall.
He honestly couldn't even remember how many monsters he had slain today.
Undead soldiers with hollow eyes and brittle bones, Desert Tikbalangs with their tall, distorted horse-like figures, Mud Golems whose heavy bodies shook the ground with every step, and those damned Swamp Monkeys screeching nonstop— he had cut through all of them. It felt like the number of corpses he left behind could fill a graveyard.
(Desert Tikbalangs are monsters that roam the 2nd floor of the labyrinth. They're [E] rank, and, as the name suggests, that entire floor mimics a vast desert. If you're wondering about Tikbalangs in general— well, that's something you can look up, they're creatures from my country's folklore.)
