"Are you sure I can come?" Eagan asked in surprise. "I don't have a Hunter's identification card yet. And the law is against having no identified members enter dungeons." "I'm going to ask Thane to arrange a temporary Hunter's Identification card for you. As long as you have a guide and a guarantor, you can enter a dungeon with a temporary card," Alastair assured."And if it can't work, then we can both hunt down monsters to clear out the newly acquired training dungeon for Blue Wolf Guild." He added with a cheeky grin."But I would like for you to come with me to the C-rank dungeon," Alastair explained. "It's going to be a bonding time for us, and I can see what you are capable of in the face of danger." Eagan hummed in agreement and then frowned. "But a C-rank dungeon? That's a big leap from the E-rank dungeons I've been doing."Alastair chuckled. "You've shown remarkable progress, Eagan. I think you're ready for this. Besides, I'll be there to guide you. In your words, what could

Eagan's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the sterile white walls of the hospital room. The faint scent of disinfectant wafted through the air, and the soft beeping of machines provided a steady rhythm.He winced as he tried to sit up, his head pounding with a dull ache. A gentle hand grasped him, providing comfort."Easy there," Alastair's voice said, relief etched on his face. His brow furrowed, and his eyes, red from lack of sleep, locked onto Eagan's."How did I get here?" Eagan asked, his gaze drifting around the unfamiliar environment. The hospital room's fluorescent lights cast an unforgiving glare, making his head throb.Alastair's grip on his hand tightened. "I brought you here, of course. Who else would?" His tone was laced with a mix of worry and frustration. "Only both of us were in the dungeon after all."Eagan's memories began to resurface—the Blood Wolf Den, the ferocious battle, and the Crimson Fang. At the thought of the crimson fang, his eyes brightened up, and he turn