"Why can't I even find one!?"
"Roan, relax."
"How can I relax!? I know I'm bad at tracking, but not to this point!"
"..."
Alas, Roan's frustrated breaths once again echoed through the air; traveling across the literal rocky path they find themselves in. 4 hours inside the dungeon, and the Leville party has still not hunted even a single monster.
Riley already expected this, of course. Because as long as he was with them, all the animals and beasts in the area would avoid them. However, Riley was at least expecting the one they are hunting now to not have the same instincts as the rest of the monsters—Orcs.
And similar to their literary definition back on Earth, they were humanoid pigs. And since they were humanoid, Riley thought they would just be the same as the other species he have encountered from the other planets—completely oblivious to what Riley is.
But alas, unfortunately for the Leville party, it would seem not.