Bully Lord

Part-196

"I need a better strategy," James muttered to himself. Simply rushing in without thinking wasn’t going to work. These creatures were fast and relentless, and if he was going to make it through this dungeon, he needed to play it smart.

Standing up, James dusted himself off and took a deep breath. He couldn’t afford to be reckless again. This time, he would approach the dungeon with more caution and patience. There had to be a way to outsmart the ratlings, to use the environment to his advantage rather than trying to brute-force his way through.

As he stood at the entrance once more, James’s mind whirred with new ideas and possibilities. He wasn’t just facing another test of strength—this was a challenge that required strategy, observation, and adaptability. And now that he knew what to expect, he was determined to tackle it head-on.

With renewed resolve, James stepped forward, ready to re-enter the dungeon. This time, he wouldn’t fail. The ratlings had caught him off guard before, but he wouldn’t let that happen again.

James had underestimated the dungeon. After each failed attempt, his frustration grew, but so did his determination. The first three tries had been brutal, with the ratlings overwhelming him every time. His powerful skills, including **Thunderclap** and **Snake Jab**, weren't enough to fend off the swarm. The ratlings’ sheer numbers left him exhausted, and despite using his **Crabs Arm** to defend himself, he couldn’t keep up with the relentless waves of attacks. Every time he collapsed, he found himself back at the entrance, bruised, battered, and humiliated.

On the fourth attempt, James decided to change his approach. He was no stranger to failure, but now the sting of repeated defeat was personal. It wasn’t just about getting through the dungeon anymore—it was about proving to himself that he could do it. He’d fought tougher enemies before, but this was different. The ratlings had no sense of fear or strategy; they just attacked in a mindless frenzy, making them unpredictable.

James stood at the entrance once again, his breath steady and focused. He reviewed his skills, mentally preparing for what lay ahead. His **Know Your Enemy and Ally** ability allowed him to check the stats of the ratlings before he entered. Though each individual ratling was weak, their combined strength in numbers created a deadly threat. He couldn’t rely on brute force alone.

This time, he was ready to activate his ultimate ace—**Crisis Mode**. He had avoided using it in his earlier attempts, fearing that the semi-auto battle mode would drain him too quickly. But now, he realized that it was his only chance. The skill would allow him to fight with perfect precision, using his full strength without the need to think through every move.

As soon as James stepped through the door and entered the midsection, the familiar swarm of ratlings came into view. Their red eyes gleamed in the dim light, and the growling sound filled the cave. They were ready to strike.