Special Dungeon

Amidst the thick luscious forests, a wind ripper gracefully and elegantly glided in the air, as its metallic feathers sparkled in the sunlight, reflecting the different hues of the sky.

Liam who was currently sitting on the back of this bird had a small smile on his face. 

Despite his gaze constantly scrutinizing everything that appeared below them, he couldn't help but enjoy the cool breeze brushing past his face. It felt heavenly.

After a while, his eyes widened and he quickly patted the bird on the side. "Let's stop by that stream over there."

The wind ripper chirped in response to him and landed next to the spot Liam had pointed to. 

This was the last patch of land that was relatively not dangerous, inhabited only by weaker monsters, more specifically slimes.