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Dungeon Raider System

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'

NanaiSensei · Urbano
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Anthropology saves the day

It took Uriel all of five minutes to notice many things the army was doing wrong in their camp and although he wasn't very keen on helping others without a payment, as a volunteer member of the army he couldn't let them struggle with the basics.

'If people die in this dungeon, It should be to traps or cryptids, not due to incompetence.' He thought in the meantime Ridge gathered volunteers to learn from Uriel.

"I'm sorry, but not many soldiers volunteered." Ridge said in an apologetic tone when she showed up with less than ten soldiers, most of them of the evolved rank.

"It's fine, as long as they're willing to learn I have no issues."

"Thanks for being so understanding, but are you sure you can build lodgings for all the soldiers today?"