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... was chaotic.
Fenrir had barely stepped inside when he found himself surrounded by crowds—hunters of all levels, guild scouts, solo rankers, and even a few merchant peddlers trying to sell low-level gear.
The number of people milling about inside the dungeon made it feel more like a festival than a place meant for combat and training.
There was hardly room to breathe, much less move freely.
"Tch."
Fenrir clicked his tongue as someone brushed against his sho ...
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