The battlefield was a graveyard of
corpses.
Dylan stood in the center, his breaths
ragged, his hands trembling. The
once-ferocious beast that had nearly
killed him lay motionless at his feet, its
body still twitching in its final moments
of death. Black tendrils of shadow
energy slowly faded from his arms,
dissolving into the air like mist.
The remaining Hunters stared at him a
mixture of shock, fear, and confusion
painted across their faces.
"Dylan... what the hell just happened?"
Kenzo's voice broke the silence, his
blade still drawn, his stance tense.
Dylan opened his mouth to respond but
hesitated. How could he explain it? The
whispers in his head, the surge of power
that had saved his life at the last
moment, the system that now pulsed
inside him like a second heartbeat.
"...l don't know." His voice was barely
above a whisper.
Kenzo narrowed his eyes. He didn't
believe him.
"That wasn't normal" another Hunter
muttered, stepping back. "I've never
seen anything like hefore.."Dylan suddenly felt Something
stronger? That wasn't good. He was
already the weakest Hunter here. If
something beyond their level was
lurking ahead, then..
A low growl rumbled through the
And then, it appeared.
A monstrous figure stepped into view
from the shadows. Its body was covered
in jagged black fur, its eyes gleaming
with a deep, intelligent malice. Its arms
were unnaturally long, ending in curved,
razor-sharp claws that dripped with
A Grade 1 beast. The Abyssal Reaver.
venomn.
"W-What the hell is a Grade 1 doing
here?!" one of the Hunters shouted in
Kenzo's face paled. "We need to run.
Now!"
But it was already too late.
The Reaver moved in a blur, slashing
through one of the Hunters before he
could even react. Blood splattered
against the wall as the man
collapsed, lifeless.
The Reaver lunged at Dylan.
His mind screamned at him to dodge, but
his body wouldn't listen. He was too
Time seemed to slow.
Am I going to die here?
But before the beast's claws could rip
through him-
A powerful shockwave erupted through
the guild as a figure crashed down
between Dylan and the monster. The air
itself seemed to shake from the force of
their arrival.
BOOM!
A man stood there, cloaked in dark
armor, a massive greatsword resting on
his shoulder. His presence alone was
suffocating. An elite Hunter.
"You kids really screwed up," the man
muttered, his golden eyes locked onto
the beast. "Step back. I'll handle this."
The Abyssal Reaver snarled and lunged
at him--
With a single swing, the Hunter's sword
cleaved straight through the beast's
torso, splitting it in two.
Silence.
Dylan collapsed to his knees, his chest
heaving. He had been seconds away
from death. If this man hadn't arrived...
Dylan collapsed to his knees, his chest
heaving. He had been seconds away
from death. If this man hadn't arrived..
The elite Hunter turned to look at him,
his gaze unreadable.
"If you're too weak to survive,"
Then Quit "LOSER"
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