"Get ready for the battle."
With Irina's words, everyone's attention turned to the monster standing there.
The Lesser Magma Wyrm loomed before us, its fiery scales glinting ominously in the torchlight.
"Grrrr...."
Its eyes, a fierce orange hue, were fixed on us, and it let out a deep, rumbling growl.
It was a type of draconic monster that was on the lesser part of the evolutionary tree.
"It's a Lesser Magma Wyrm, alright," Nora whispered, her grip tightening on her sword. "This is going to be tough."
'Ho….It seems she did her homework.'
Even though the academy is cruel when it comes to practical exams, they are also fair. The academy knows not all Hunters excel in combat, and there are several of those that pursue utility in this place. And to test those skills, the monsters we encounter inside this place would always be taught in lessons before entering the dungeon.
