Gabriel stepped out of the Kelsa truck, the portal's humming light reflecting off his face. The air around the area was charged with faint mana currents that made the hair on Logan's arms stand upright.
"See that gate?" Gabriel said, nodding toward the large blue vortex swirling in the center of the plaza. "That's one of the public dungeons. They call it Monkey Paradise."
Logan blinked, surprised by the name. "Monkey… Paradise? That doesn't sound too dangerous—in fact, it's kind of cute."
Gabriel's lips twitched slightly. Of course, the monsters were weak, but that was only because of his strength. For normal adventurers and players, they could still be a real struggle.
"Don't let the name fool you," he warned. "Inside, the monsters are vicious. Red-furred Monkeys — they attack in groups, throw rocks, and some even use low-grade fire magic. But the dungeon itself isn't restricted. Anyone can enter as long as they pay the entrance fee."