Isaac finally emerged from the guild armory, black katana carefully strapped to his hip, determination burning brightly in his eyes. He knew that training alone would not be enough. He needed to experience the power of this new kata under real conditions.
He made his way back to the guild's reception desk, crossing paths again with the elderly man who slowly looked up from his newspaper, intrigued by Isaac's new attitude.
- Finished already?" said the old man with a touch of irony.
- Yes. Now I need a dungeon," Isaac replied calmly, sure of himself. A rank E, not too dangerous but active enough. I need to test something specific.
The man raised an intrigued eyebrow and quickly leafed through a register laid out in front of him. After a few seconds, he tapped a yellowed page with his finger.
