"There's around a month before we face those bastards once again," Grisha muttered, recalling the scenes from her previous loops where she had faced System Hosts.
At that time, she was flabbergasted, unable to understand how some people had become terrifyingly strong, even though there was no way they could possess such powers. That's what she had felt back then, every single time she suffered a loss in the hands of System Hosts.
She was ignorant back then, thinking that they were true geniuses, masters of the apocalypse that managed to attain mystical treasures to become strong. But, based on how they behaved, she, at that time, gritted her teeth, attributing their strength to luck.
Because no way in hell trashy, incompetent bastards were capable of earning such powers, not when everyone was struggling to survive. In such situations, they moved as if they knew everything about the apocalypse.
