The long downhill path finally came to an end. Before them stood a massive bunker built from a chaotic pile of rocks.
It was called a bunker, but Goblins lacked any real construction skills. In reality, it was just a huge, crude, temporary dwelling that looked messy and disorganized rather than properly built.
In front of the bunker, a group of Goblins stood in neat ranks, waiting for them.
Unlike the Goblins they had seen before, the weapons in their hands were of noticeably high quality. They all wore protective gear, and their bearing was completely different from the ones outside.
"Goblin Guards!"
An experienced Adventurer recognized them at a glance and immediately informed the younger members of the team, "Be careful. These are also mutated variants, possibly even stronger than the average Mutated Goblin!"
'Goblin Guards…'
