Somewhere in the depths of the cursed region, Vaan continued to advance when half of the hired mercenaries had already pulled back to the camp.
At that moment, there was no one else who had ventured as far as Vaan did. The closest mercenary group was more than four hundred and sixty yards behind him.
Swish!
Vaan's eyes sharpened as he weaved through a volley of poisoned arrows and darts before nimbly scaling up a random tree and stomping on its trunk with one foot to shoot forward with explosive speed.
Bang!
A very round crack appeared on the tree trunk as if it had been drilled while the tree itself shook heavily and the leaves rustled endlessly.
In the same instance that the round crack appeared, Vaan's body seemingly disappeared, closing a gap of fifty yards between him and the group of goblin archers ahead in a mere instance.
<[Total Speed: 185 → 360 (Mid-level Rank 2 → Mid-level Rank 3)]>
