Dunegon -1

After leaving Ron's Workshop, Marcus felt the weight of his new weapon, a finely crafted mithril sword, resting comfortably at his side. The blade was lighter than anything he'd ever wielded, yet the moment he touched it, he could feel the potent aura potential humming through its metal. He was eager to test its limits, and there was only one place for that—the dungeon.

Even though Marcus was new to Rumis City, navigating his way to the dungeon wasn't difficult. Positioned at the center of the bustling city, the dungeon was a hub of activity for adventurers. As he neared the city's Center, Marcus couldn't help but notice the adventurers coming from the center of the city. Some were battered and bruised, covered in dirt and blood, but others were laughing and carrying bags of loot, their spirits high.