Kael's HP teetered at 90%, his Lvl 17 frame humming with battle-honed strength, his silver eyes blazing beneath the Shadow Veil Mask.
The forest's primal energy crackled like a living pulse that fueled the chaos around him. His Abyssal Fang Dagger pulsed, its blade slick with blood and ash, and the Essence Latch fed him faint bursts of stamina.
His system ticked, showing the battle progress but this final wave's fifty opponents, a mix of Lvl 26–31 Feral Beasts and Primal Warriors, was a nightmare.
Forty-three of them remained—two Golden-Scaled Apes, three Crimson-Eyed Demon Bulls, four Azure Flame Tigers, four Ironback Armored Bears, four Inferno Lions, two Mistveil Cranes, and twenty-four Primal Warriors.
Kael's smirk twitched, half-crazed. "Fifty's an overkill, Lord Pagoda. You throwing a party or a funeral?" he muttered, dodging a spear thrust.
