"My... food..." Zuzia said in a calm yet chilling tone, each word dripping with menace.
The atmosphere shifted.
An overwhelming pressure erupted from Zuzia, spreading like a tidal wave and engulfing the intruders. It wasn't just a sensation—it was as though they stood in the shadow of a colossal beast, their instincts screaming danger.
"G-Grandmaster Level?" the deer girl stammered, her wide eyes betraying fear.
"So what? We have twenty Master Levels at our side," the leader snapped, his words dragging his team back from the edge of panic. His voice, though steady, lacked the conviction he usually carried.
Weapons were drawn. The air crackled with tension.
The deer girl vanished, her knife flashing as she darted toward Zuzia in a blur.
The leader followed, his sword drawn and shimmering faintly with an aura of power. His instincts screamed that the little girl wasn't an ordinary opponent, but he had to act.
