Chapter 82: Third Floor 2

The kobold hisses and takes a defensive stance due to my approach. 

I decide to engage it first. I don't know what they're capable of, and at the end of the day, I'm still just a spearman. I'm not exactly the king of ranged combat.

Just as I close the distance, the slime on its shoulder launches a small rock at me. I twist my body to dodge the projectile, but it catches me off guard with its rapid speed. 

The kobold uses this momentary distraction to slash at my side. My armor absorbs all of the impact, letting me appreciate the painful amount of coins I spent on it.

"Why is a slime so good at spitting rocks, though?!" I mutter, stepping back to reassess the situation and my best course of action.

The firefly buzzes around erratically before its light begins growing brighter. 

Suddenly, it releases a blinding flash.