Arthur raised his head, not a flicker of guilt or hesitation crossing his mind. This was his world now, and to rise above it, there could be no weakness.
"No mercy." Arthur growled, storing what remained of the boar's body into his [Inventory] for later use. The air around him sizzled with heat, his body pulsing with energy from the boar's essence.
The Infernal Grove was just another step, another trial. But now, his next target awaited. He wasn't just following instincts anymore. Arthur was evolving—not just physically, but mentally. And soon, Volcranax and whatever creature lay beneath the gorge would learn the name of the monster that was rising through the ranks.
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