The cave was littered with grotesque totems.
The goblin shaman, clutching a staff adorned with a skull, seemed to be performing some kind of ritual, but it looked like it was more for show than anything serious.

A dungeon that had just appeared, a newborn one at that—what kind of ritual could it possibly need?

‘Hobgoblins, as expected.’

I remembered this first dungeon well. It was always a single shaman accompanied by four regular goblins. That couldn’t be wrong.

Perhaps things had changed now that it had become reality. In the game, it was only my party that entered, …