The Black Tiger 8 His First Dragon

-Such a plague. I was hoping for the dungeon to be pretty much left alone. I should at least ask why there is such a commotion.- Gabriel rolled his eyes as he mumbled to himself.

Gabriel approached a frail looking man with dirty blond hair, sharp nose, thin chin and green eyes.

"Do you know why there is so many attending this dungeon?" Gabriel asked.

The man glanced at him before replying.

"There are no special reason for it, it's usually like this in the city."

Gabriel stared at the portal leading to the dungeon.

"Something is different about this dungeon. I sense the presence of something above F rank inside Of it. I wonder why it's still categorized as rank F." Tigris mumbled. The beasts started rus.h.i.+ng into the portal while Gabriel observed their movements.

"Let's enter..."

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The dungeon was filled with flowers and trees. It was like a rainforest. Small rivers drifted through the rocks and the vegetation on the forest floor. The sound of bird like creatures spread through the landscape echoing into the far distance.

A group of warrior beasts gathered near a gigantic tree beside a small pond.

"Soldiers, we need to gather all the items of high value. You three to the left go search the eastern side of this area. You two to the right, search the western side while I and the second in command search the northern and southern areas." A man with short stature and brown hair commanded.

The group splits into four groups which walks in different directions.

Gabriel watched them frantically observe their paths. He couldn't help it, he giggled. They looked so desperate to earn money. What they didn't know was that all the treasures were located in the treetops. Gabriel turned around and climbed up the nearest tree he could find. The wood splintered as he shoved his claws into the tree. The sun warmed his back until he disappeared into the leafs. A couple of red amphibious looking creatures stared at him with piercing eyes. They had short necks residing on top of small shoulders covered with feathers. Their faces were short and slim filled with red scales. They didn't have any tails, but was using six legs.

One of the amphibious creatures frowned at Gabriel.

"Inspect"

[FEATHERED DRAGON]

LEVEL: 3

STATUS: COMMON

CATEGORY: AN UNDER SPECIES FROM THE DRAGON CLAN

Gabriel returned their glares, while questioning himself.

-They are from the dragon clan, does that mean that they can spit fire?" He was skeptical about getting on their bad side, he knew that he didn't have the ability to win over them if they could use fire. One of the lizards waddled towards him while grunting heavily. Was this a confrontation or...