Hitching a Ride

In the unsettling maze that was the cave of myth's crypt, there was a lone figure making their way around full of uncertainty.

"Is this the right way...?" They asked themselves in a low soft voice. This dungeon was supposedly a place where opportunity lay but as this was their first visit… They had no sense of direction and unfortunately, they also couldn't afford a compass nor a map.

In fact, this wasn't the only thing this adventurer couldn't afford. They had a cheap looking sword at their waist and a dress that could only be described as rags. This person could be said to have no equipment.

Just as they were thinking about turning back, a group of skeletons appeared. The skeletons looked somewhat dazed and dumb but still full of murderous intent.

"Ah! Not again!" The adventurer pulled out their sword with shaky limbs, she wasn't accustomed to sword combat. Not to mention she was also very weak.