Fenrir scowled as he fired off another shot, watching the creature drop with ease.
[Skill Shot]
He muttered under his breath.
Despite all his earlier complaints about relying on a low-grade, low-cost skill, Fenrir had used it non-stop through the entire dungeon.
Ding!
[[Skill Shot has gained enough experience. Evolve skill?
[Yes / No]
Fenrir blinked at the system message and sighed.
"I don't even know what evolving it will do, but fine… better than staying stuck."
He selected [Yes], and the notification vanished, replaced by a vague "Skill Evolution in Progress" bar.
He holstered his weapon and leaned against a rock, finally catching his breath.
The monsters were cleared out for now, but there was more to do. The dungeon map appeared before him, filled with blinking dots.
Dozens of resources pulsed in soft colors: rare herbs, mana crystals, and dungeon ore. Fenrir grimaced. The temptation to gather everything was overwhelming, but he steeled himself.
