Meanwhile, inside the dungeon.
'I've been in here for a few hours already,' Logan thought, cutting through the leaves carefully. 'It's about time to go back.'
Logan's bag held 17 raw mana cores, harvested from the several F-rank creatures he had slain while following the long underground river.
"This place seems to go on for miles," Logan mumbled, looking around him.
Glancing at his map, he noticed an area with goblins nearby.
"The only creatures I haven't encountered yet," Logan muttered, coming to a stop.
'I came here to train,' he thought, glancing at the map once again. 'These are probably the most difficult F-rank creatures there are.'
'I should go pay them a visit.'
Making his decision, Logan walked deeper into the forest towards the area where goblins were usually spotted.
He moved carefully, trying to be as stealthy as possible.
After walking a mile, Logan spotted something green moving in the distance.
