'This again?!'
Rey felt a tinge of annoyance course through him at this point.
After reviving, he didn't even think of seeking revenge against the Chaos Dweller. Why would he want to push his luck?
He simply desired to make up for any lost time by climbing the floors of the Dungeon.
But this goddamn thing showed itself again!
"What is your problem?!" Rey yelled aloud, but quickly calmed down and thought about the matter carefully.
'This is too unnatural. Judging by the splatters of my deoxygenated blood, it has been at least several minutes since it killed me. It should have gone to seek out more prey. Why would it just hang around this area? Why would it come inside the moment I want to leave?'
The way Rey saw it, there were two options.
One was that his luck was simply that terrible, and he was a magnet that attracted such calamities to himself.
While such a thing was possible, it still felt extreme and highly unfounded.
Thus, he favored the second option more.
