Every vein in my body pulsed with molten heat, my blood threatening to boil if I didn't act fast. My legs moved on their own, carrying me forward with reckless speed. A wild grin spread across my face as I rushed headlong into the thunderous force ahead. The battlefield was a vast expanse of snow, flat and open except for the towering peaks a few kilometers ahead. Behind me, the valley loomed as an escape route—a fallback in case I needed to lure some of the monsters away or if Soo-Ah decided to run.
Malrang darted behind me, her tails swirling in the icy wind as she gathered hellfire energy for an attack. Her Overlord aura surged outward, a wave of raw intimidation meant to lock the horde. A few beasts faltered under its weight, but most pressed on, their own auras clashing against hers. My luck was running thin—these monsters were overlords themselves.
