The glow of a swirling blue gate shone bright, illuminating the road. It had been here for over a week now, in the center of a road that was now safeguarded by policemen who were to keep watch to ensure no one went in accidentally or recklessly wanted to try his luck.
It was one of the many dungeons that had appeared, but this one was a goblin dungeon and wasn't taken seriously after assessing it and discovering it was a Saint Tier dungeon.
Saint Tier dungeons were dangerous; they were District Tier threats, yet could be handled quite easily, especially when it was small dim-witted goblins.
A policeman sipping hot coffee to counter this cold night left the other four that were with him, went past the barricade, and stood a few metres away from the blue portal.
A policeman armed with protective gear and a huge blue-shelled tortoise stood close to the barricade to the gate to keep a close watch.
