The air was heavy with tension as they stared at the monstrosity before them.
The Elite Class Flower Monster towered above the ruined swamp, its massive petals pulsating with a dark, otherworldly energy. The stench of decay filled the air, contrasting with the grotesque beauty of the creature.
Its vines coiled like predatory serpents, brimming with barbs that dripped a viscous green poison.
Seren tightened expression too tightenedz she pulled out new pair of weapons her grip on her dual blades tightening each resonating with the dark and blood energy she commanded.
Her crimson eyes glowed faintly, a combination of determination and the power of her bloodline coursing through her.
"I'll take it alone," Seren declared, stepping forward.
Pyris raised a skeptical brow, his greatsword resting lazily on his shoulder. "You want to tackle that thing alone? You do know it's an Elite, right? Not a Regular. Not an Special. An Elite."
