After walking for a while, Anvil still felt unsafe, so he picked up a piece of goblin iron armor from the ground and awkwardly squeezed his massive frame into it.
Even though it didn't fit, it could at least offer some pathetic protection and prevent him from being injured by any Elemental Creatures that might suddenly appear.
Chen Yu thought it was an unnecessary hassle. He spat out two Magic Leaves and handed them to him.
"If you run into danger, tear these up. They'll protect you."
"Oh, alright. Thank you, Your Majesty."
Anvil tossed aside the battered, ill-fitting iron armor with a sigh of relief. He carefully clutched the two Magic Leaves in one hand, holding his War Axe in the other. Taking a deep breath, he cautiously stepped into the fortress entrance that led deeper into the mining area.
Dust floated in the mine tunnel, making the light considerably dimmer.
The sights along the way made Anvil's heart sink further and further.
