Dungeon Crawler Carl (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #1)

by Matt Dinniman

Whatever this was, it was happening to the cat just like it was to me.

Engineers. The incels of the goblin world. They have a hard time finding a date, which makes them extra angry.

as a result, I had a party of two. Me and Donut.

In addition, the cloak adds Anti-Piercing resistance to all worn armor. It also makes you look like a dollar store Batman.

I’m a cat. Cats don’t wear pants. Don’t be so droll.”

“I have been grievously injured in battle,” she said. “In saving you, I have made the ultimate sacrifice.

“You’ve been hit on twice now,” Donut said. “Once by a meth-addled goblin shaman and once by Abraham Lincoln’s grandmother.

Reward: I SAID THE GHOST OF STEVE IRWIN SMILES DOWN UPON YOU.