Bong Me-Eon's eyes sharpened as she sensed the magical strength coming from the creature soaring through the sky.
The sheer force of its presence sent chills down her spine.
This wasn't just another Ogre or Orc. No, this was something more dangerous.
Something far beyond the monsters below, which, at best, could only reach the initial stages of Class A strength.
This one, though, radiated an aura that signified it was at the very peak of Class A.
Her brows knitted together as her mind raced.
"Is that their leader?" she wondered.
The realization that this creature could possibly orchestrate the entire battle sent waves of concern through her.
She took a deep breath, and a surge of necromantic energy poured out from her, thick with the scent of death.
It cloaked her in a dark aura that flickered like black fire, making the air around her feel heavier, colder.
"No chances," she muttered under her breath.
