Han Joon finished chewing the last bite of the Camo Snake. His stomach felt full for the first time in days, but his mind was racing.
…I need to level up. I need EXP…
He crept through the dimly lit dungeon, every step careful, eyes scanning for movement.
Ahead, two hunters walked casually, talking.
"I swear I just saw something…""Don't be paranoid…"
Han Joon froze. His heart hammered.
Am I really gonna kill these guys just to level up?
He crouched low, Camo activating, blending into the stone wall behind them. The hunters didn't notice.
Han Joon's eyes tracked their movements. One hunter stopped to relieve himself, the other leaning against the wall.
Perfect…
He inched forward, silent as a shadow. The peeing hunter whispered to his friend:
"Go ahead… don't die, dude."
The friend walked off, unaware.
Han Joon leapt. Knife aimed at the hunter's thigh. Stab! The hunter screamed, clutching himself.
"Huh?" The second hunter turned—too late.
Han Joon activated Fangs of Poison, slashing repeatedly. A green haze of venom seeped from each cut, poisoning the hunter while he continued stabbing. The victim staggered, almost collapsing.
KRACK!
A powerful kick sent Han Joon flying backward. Pain exploded through his body. The second hunter healed his companion with a quick gesture.
Han Joon landed hard, teeth gritted. He scrambled up and charged, knife raised, only to dodge a counterattack.
Holy shit… I'm gonna die… GOD PLEASE!
He ducked, weaving through the dungeon, activating Camo to lose them. But the hunters quickly regained sight, their footsteps pounding behind him.
One hunter swung a massive sword in a giant middle slash, aiming to split him in half. Han Joon fell sideways, scraping his arms and legs, trying to get up while screaming.
HOLY SHIT! I'M GONNA DIE!
He ran faster than he thought possible. Ahead loomed a giant cliff, jagged stone stretching into darkness. He skidded to a stop, heart racing, unsure where it led.
Quickly, he pressed himself against the wall, Camo activated. His chest heaving, he held his breath.
The hunters stopped a few feet away, furious.
"Stupid fucking goblin almost killed me…""Yeah, when I find that thing…"
Han Joon froze, hidden perfectly against the wall, trembling.
Then a loud, booming shout echoed through the dungeon:
"HUNTERS! HURRY UP AND GET BACK IN THE BUS! DUNGEON EXPLORATION IS OVER! GET BACK TO THE BUS!"
The hunters cursed and muttered as they reluctantly turned back, leaving Han Joon alone, crouched against the wall, shaking, exhausted, but alive.
He exhaled slowly, letting his Camo fade.
…I survived. Somehow… I actually survived.