"What the-," the man exclaimed, his confusion evident.
An S Rank Hunter's body is designed to endure impacts that could easily dismember a regular person.
Yet, here he was, bleeding unexpectedly.
His bafflement was understandable.
Quickly, his confusion morphed into heightened alertness as he firmly grasped his spear.
Moments ago carefree, the man was now acutely aware of the lurking danger. His background as an S Rank Scout had honed his skills, making him adept at assessing situations.
That's when he recognized a familiar sensation, one usually felt within Dungeons.
It was the unsettling transition from being the hunter to the hunted, the shift from predator to prey.
"DAMN IT!" he yelled, as his mana surged uncontrollably.
Under normal circumstances, the released mana would have decimated his surroundings, obliterating everything with its force.
