Sharinel entered the dungeon with a predatory grin on her face, this place she discovered on her own and was completely unexplored. Shivers of excitement ran down her spine as she descended into the dark tunnels, she could feel droplets of sweat running down her exposed abs and cleavage making her even more eager for the upcoming fight. There were monsters here and she could feel it in her core, her years of monster killing couldn't be wrong, the thoughts of spilling their blood were making her lower lips moisten with arousal.

Sharinel: "Where are you cunts? I have a nice silver spear ready to spill your guts..." She says to herself with a smile as her emerald elvish eyes penetrate the darkness with ease, her hands grip her spear firmly and with masterful expertise as she looks around, her steps confident yet careful at the same time.

Sharinel's internal thoughts: Whole new dungeon all for myself... I'm getting horny just at the thought of what kind of fucking monsters live here... I can't wait to butcher them all... Even though her thoughts were racing, her movements were proficient and trained this was not her first dungeon delve and she was confident in her abilities.*

Sharinel: "Well this is disappointing... Only weaklings live in this shithole?" She mutters to herself with disappointment and spits on the ground. It had been an hour since she descended, and the only monsters she found in those tunnels were a few giant spiders and one random goblin, all of whom she slaughtered without breaking a sweat.

Sharinel: Well this is the only path I haven't been in yet... Gods, if you fuckers even listen give me something stronger, or I'm going to be pissed... She says as she enters the only unexplored passage.