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"Goddammit, just get off me." Foster groaned, kicking down onto one of the mole-monsters. In response, the moel fell apart into nothingness, "Annoying ass monsters..." he let out. He had encountered a few larger groups of these monsters while running through this dungeon to try and find his party. They really were incredibly weak. He could defeat the small ones in a single punch, and the larger ones in two or three at most. There were simply many of them. But even then, they didn't really do much damage, so they were not a particular threat. Foster could compare them to... rats. Just regular old rats. They gathered in larger groups and attacked together. And while they could certainly do some damage if you didn't pay attention for a while, it was fairly easy to get rid of them, even then.