Raven was helping Delia cross the cracked ground—somehow, this dungeon felt strange to him because it had an eerie feeling since he stepped inside the red portal.
"Get your hand off my ass...! Stop squeezing!" She cried at him with a fierce look.
Yet he couldn't help it. This supposed elven warrior almost fell to her death twice already, and thus, he decided to carry her.
The dungeon was similar to the huge dungeon with the lizards he fought the other day, but it was sealed with crumbling ground instead of an open dungeon.
'It still feels wrong... This cannot be normal...'
He tried to read any information on the strange occurrence, but there was nothing; crusted sharp walls surrounded them with only a single path to the end.
Yet that path was filled with pitfalls into an endless pit or sometimes huge pools of what seemed to be lava.
"I can't help it if your ass is so soft! My hands are so big they cover the entire thing!"