The Soft-hearted Queen 1
Walking through the forest dungeon, Jay and his party were sneak-attacked three more times, though the spiders were quickly dealt with.
The ethereal spiders were having a bad day. Each of them dealt no damage to the undead, since their main attack was poison.
The spider’s fangs were made of chitin, a material similar to finger nails - it was no match for the silt wolf bones they were trying to pierce down on; It was like using a straw to stab someone.
Since Jay was level seven in a level one dungeon, it was effortless to him - like a walk in the park. Though this park was gloomy, eerily quiet and had no leaves. He was feeling increasingly relaxed as he casually walked through the dungeon, giving him time to think.
It won’t always be this easy… Jay’s smile was slowly replaced with a stern look. If someone finds out about my class, I’ll be hunted down to the ends of the earth... they would fear me if they knew.