The battlefield was eerily quiet for a moment as the dust began to settle. The explosive shockwave from our clash had left both allies and enemies stunned. I could even hear the whispers of the enemies: "Who is that person? How can she match our leader at such a low level?" It was funny how they expected everyone to tremble beneath his feet.
My scythe trembled in my hands, resonating with the immense energy coursing through my body. Across from me, Nam Ji-Ho stood tall, his lightning spear humming with intense power, arcs of electricity crackling along its length and causing the air around him to bend and twist. His ferocious pink eyes locked onto mine, unyielding and hungry for the fight.
"You've got some skill," he admitted with a smirk. "Why don't you come work under me? I will treat you well. It would be a shame to slay such a talent."
