Priestess Lilith, Clair, and the other hunters had finally arrived at the village. However, as soon as they stepped foot onto the outskirts, they immediately felt something was wrong.
A heavy, suffocating aura pressed against them, thick with dark magic.
It was so potent that even the air itself felt weighted, making it difficult to breathe. The moment the hunters felt it, their expressions twisted in disgust.
Lilith clicked her tongue.
"Damn it, Lila."
Clair swore under her breath.
"That bitch really went all out, didn't she?"
Lilith clenched her fists. She should have known Lila would take things this far.
The sheer concentration of dark energy in the air was enough to freeze even the strongest warriors in their tracks. If anyone without divine magic stepped in, they would collapse within minutes.
One of the younger hunters coughed, clutching their chest.
"This air… it's thick, like poison."
