Jun was finally ready to enter the dungeon and sate her curious nature and thirst for adventure – perhaps becoming an adventurer and challenge dungeon delving wasn’t a bad idea at all, save for the ridiculously long bureaucracy she had to go through thanks to the guild. The thought of not needing constant hide and seeking when hunting was intriguing, because as per her guild assistant, monsters literally would come of the dungeons’ walls in hopes to ambushing adventurers. Honestly, the simple yet unbelievable concept of monsters coming out of nowhere fascinated Jun, which resulted in her short steps increasing in speed with each foot landing. She could barely see how far she went down on the spiraling stairs because of just how much immersed she were on her thoughts. Looking up, her eyes focused on the upper floors of the stairway to the dungeon. It was still fairly dark since it was so early in the morning. Waking up early was a practice ingrained in her already, with four or five A.M being the norm. Jun couldn’t help but wonder at each time other adventurers used to flock around the dungeon in order to delve – but she’d get to know that later. Now, the only thing she wanted was to experience the dungeon by herself. After making sure of memorizing the north point, Jun pressed on, finally reaching the actual dungeon. The walls had a blue tone to them, making the young Runarl question just how in hell were that possible; as a Hunter, she knew that something was off this place. It didn’t feel natural or connected with nature. After a heavy sigh Jun relaxed her unconsciously tensed body after finally getting to know the dungeon, or, at very least, it’s entrance. She quickly pulled three bo shurikens from her pouches keeping them ready between her fingers – Jun always preferred dealing with monsters within a medium distance, so she should be ready since enemies could pop out of nowhere. Cautious eyes constantly scanned the area around herself as well as the far dungeon hall – not a single soul. Jun stopped for a moment, ears twitching and tail slowly wagging, the runarl felt uneasy for a moment because the dungeon was in fact, too quiet. Having a chance to kill monsters on the first floor was one of the reasons why Jun came to this supposedly dangerous place so early in the morning, and still, no monster or adventurer to be seen. Following a heavy sigh, Jun shrugged and continued walking down the large dungeon hall. Deciding it would be best to try something else rather than travel in once straight line, she prepared to turn right, but was surprised by something that she did not take into account as enemies before entering the dungeon ---
Adventurers. Jun could hear the wind cry and through instinct ducked as soon as possible – a large iron sword cut through the wind and hit the wall with a loud crash. Glancing over her shoulder to the right the runarl could see the offender, who appeared to belong to the boaz race. The large adventurer gritted his teeth, trying to pull his sword out of the wall – and at this moment Jun launched her previously readied spikes. The spikes landed on the man’s right arm; one on the back of his hand, another on the wrist and a last one on his elbow. Following after, she quickly stepped back, reading more bo shurikens while analyzing the situation with a bit more of breathing room. “Argh, shit!” For a moment the boaz cried in pain while trying to remove the spikes strength wasted for no avail. “ I was thinking of just killing you and take your stuff, but now I’ll make sure to take you back and sell you!” With his right arm now limp, he removed the sword with his left arm alone after a loud scream. “Alright, come now you midg- huh?” Taking two step backwards, the man winced. There were multiple factors that really angered Jun at that right moment. First, fifteen years of training as a hunter still didn’t seem to be enough to track the movements of a real adventurer – those blessed with Falna, that is. Second, after a year of traveling in order to finally delve the dungeon in orario only to meet a Boaz adventurer as her first enemy, and NOT a monster. Lastly, she gritted her teeth thinking back to her time on the guild. They all seemed to make everything to be so clear, so polite, as if the dungeon’s only real danger were monsters. They fooled the young runarl. Following a heavy sigh, Jun pulled three bo shurikens from her belt, readying them between her fingers. “I will warn you once. Leave.” Jun took her fighting stance, lowering her small body trying to make it even harder to hit. “Hah! Don’t get cocky, brat!” Swinging the large sword horizontally with a single hand, the man took his stance as well. The young runarl did not answer – at this point, it was clear that the man had no intentions other than prejudice towards herself. Jun narrowed her eyes, thinking about her situation. It was a mistake to enter the dungeon without a Falna – She could feel slight differences already. For one, the man could still move his wounded arm, though hand motions seemed to be gone. Second, the strength that broke the dungeon’s wall like a piece of candy wasn’t something she should overlook – Jun was sure that a single direct hit from his weapon would be her end, and on top of that… He didn’t move. The boaz wasn’t ridiculously strong, but he had his share of knowledge; he quickly accessed that carelessly moving would mean spikes hitting all over his body. Jun took the initiative throwing two spikes aiming them against the man’s chest. In response, the boaz quickly swinged the sword in an upwards motion, perfectly deflecting both projectiles. Taking advantage his previous upwards motion, the boaz swung his weapon with full force against the young Runarl. Much to her chagrim, it was fast – much faster than a normal person would swing it, at least. Tumbling sideward, Jun dodged the attack by a small margin, although the attacks impact was enough to send her flying a few feet back. Jun quickly rolled and focused her bodyweight on her back, jumping back up to her feet. Upon doing so, she quickly launched four spikes, hitting his chest and right leg. “Damn you!” Instead of pulling the sword out of the ground, the boaz recklessly swung it recklessly in a circular motion, forming a dust cloud around his body while launching many pebbles at high speed against Jun. For a moment, she raised her arms in a cross motion to keep any from hitting her eyes, though this proved to be a mistake as the boaz’s sword fell down to the ground once again from the dust cloud, missing Jun by a thin margin – yet still enough to send her flying to the right. Jun’s whole body slammed against the wall falling to the ground shortly after while with her body aching all over, she struggled to stand up once again. Jun’s eyes widened once again as another attack just like the previous was coming right above her; quickly, she rolled forward between the Boaz’s legs in order to avoid the cleave attack, this time pulling her chakrams from the string on her back. With a swift horizontal move, the young runarl launched her chakrams aiming for the man’s achiles tendon of each leg. Another of the man’s cry echoed through the dungeon halls as he finally fell down to his knees. Without a second thought, Jun forcefully removed her chakrams from the wounded man, making sure to replace them with bo shurikens, essentialy inning him down to the ground with many other spikes thrown at his arms and legs. The young Runarl felt exhausted and stressed out on her first hour within the dungeon. She now had a much clearer and better view of its dangers. For now, she’d have to retreat and find a god or goddess willing to share their Falna with her – it was just too dangerous to keep going at her current level. Perhaps if not for her experience in hunting and combat – Jun would probably be dead. Following a few pats to remove excess dust from herself, Jun moved back to her memorized north point with quick steps, running from the boaz – and the dungeon. Struggling to free himself from Jun’s spikes, the man could only curse the small runarl as the dungeon’s walls started to break apart while a large goblin party crept up closer to him. What a shame, really; her first dungeon delving didn’t feature a lot of experience from monsters, but rather from people. Gritting her teeth, Jun sped up, leaving the dungeon as soon as possible. It seems not even Orario was different - she should just avoid everyone after all, just like her life as a hunter.
