The Lizard Gate, it was a mixture of swamps and ancient ruins, a place whose difficulty was increased to C not just because the monsters were stronger, but because their home advantage was significant.
They blended into the ruins, trees, and the swamp, and when the time was right, they attacked to kill. Silva walked by the side of a swamp, his senses turned on as he scanned the area over and over.
A single mistake could cost him his life here, and he didn't want that. He had on his cloak and gauntlets, he was ready to go.
A few minutes in, he sensed the first movement. Something was coming, and it was well within range. He could tell what it was, a lizardman, tall, about seven feet, scaly body, lizard like head, long limbs, and a very thick tail.
It was already rushing, mouth open and ready to bite. Silva stood unfazed; he lunged at the monster, running at top speed.
