"Hah!"
A black-haired woman with orange eyes held onto a sword as she defended against a massive strike from a Hobgoblin with her teeth gritted so hard her jaw ached.
'I need to get stronger…'
CLANG!
The deafening sound of her chipped steel meeting the rusted, blood-stained iron of the monster's club echoed through the damp cavern.
The crushing impact sent a vicious shockwave traveling down her forearms, threatening to dislocate her shoulders as her boots slid backward across the slick, foul-smelling mud, carving two deep trenches into the earth making her struggle to maintain her footing.
"GRAAARGH!" the Hobgoblin roared, spit and putrid saliva flying from its maw as it pressed its immense weight down upon her guard.
Floor 2 was entirely different from the rocky expanses of the floor below.
It was a massive, dimly lit subterranean cavern dominated by a sprawling, treacherous swamp that smelled completely terrible.
