A lohrilcrest Deer galloped frantically across an open field, its once graceful speed hindered by the weight of its swollen belly. Each breath came in ragged bursts, and its nostrils fred as panic fueled its flight.
Beh the surface, a menag predator tunneled closer, relentless in its pursuit. The mother dared not gnce back, p every ounce of strength ints, her only hope lying in the dense forest ahead. Safety seemed so close—just within reach—but before she could cross the threshold into the sanctuary of the trees—
SWISH!
A shadoendage erupted from the earth, spearing the Mithrilcrest Deer’s hihe once-majestic tranquilid let out a pierg cry, its graceful dash brought to a brutal stop as venom surged through its veins. The oxin worked quickly, seizing its muscles, robbing it of the strength that once drove its breathtaking speed.
Suddenly, a tremor rippled beh its hooves, the earth bug with a thunderous crack. The Mithrilcrest Deer staggered, panic surging through its veins as the ground split open. From the chasm emerged a serpentine predator, its gaping, round maw lined with jagged, saliva-drippih resembling that of a leech. Fnking its body were mole-like hands and several slitheriacles, eading in razor-sharp, bde-like tips.
The tranquilid’s final, desperate attempt to flee was in vain as its limbs went numb, betraying the creature to a grim fate. The Fossorial Ekimmu slithered closer, its bded tendril extending menagly from its maw. Just as it prepared to strike, a kunai whistled through the air, embedding itself beside its webbed foot.
The monstrous predator hesitated, its gaze shifting to the kunai. Too te, it noticed the yellow bead attached to the hilt, faint sparks already flickering around it. Before it could retreat, a torrent of electricity exploded from the bead, engulfing the fiend in a violent storm of crag energy. Its grotesque body seized and vulsed uhe onsught.
Just as the creature raised a tentacle to swat the threat away, Daisuke touched down behind it in a silent, graceful dest, his dagger gleaming ominously in his hand.
Before the creature could whirl around in e to front the uninvited guest, radiant silver arcs traced across its ghastly form, the Lipanthyer’s Fang’s lethal path carved into its flesh. In the heartbeat, the beast crumbled to the ground, its body falling apart into gory ks, shredded with such precision that it never had a prehend its own demise.
Insta-Kill!
DING!
[Haxks has sin the Field Boss ?Fossorial Ekimmu?.]
Daisuke regarded the blood dripping from his bde and sighed. “Cleave’s gonna kill me for filleting his precious Field Boss.”
[25,200 Experience Points have been acquired.]
[Emberwoven Tunic]
[Small HP Recovery Potion x4 has been acquired.]
[Antidote x3 has been acquired.]
[Reinfort Tablet has been acquired.]
[Celestial Cube (White) has been acquired.]
[Crystalized Poison Sac x2 has been acquired.]
[Gold Ore has been acquired.]
[Gold Ingot has been acquired.]
[277 gold has been acquired.]
After stowing the remains of the sin Field Boss in his iory, just as he had with the Exiled Hilitroll Chief, Daisuke turned his attention to the trembling Mithrilcrest Deer. The creature’s once graceful form was now frail, its strength sapped by the Ekimmu’s venom. The toxin had this blood, causing its wounds to bleed profusely, leaving the majestic deer weakened and vulnerable.
Daisuke’s eyes softened with as he carefully approached. If it loses any more blood, it won’t survive—wait, isn’t it pregnant? Kaine did mention that they’re a critically endangered species. In that case… I have to help it. Ohe Field Boss respawns, it’ll just end up on the dinner menu again away.
The Mithrilcrest Deer didn’t care to find out what Daisuke’s iions were; survival was its sole focus. It thrashed about wildly, driven by instinct, but its frantic efforts only aggravated the gaping wound and further endas unborn fawn.
Should I try knog it unscious or something?
Just as Daisuke prepared to summon his Magic s to restrain the creature, the Mithrilcrest Deer caught sight of Zephyr draped over his shoulder like a beach towel. In that brief moment, their eyes locked, and it felt as though time itself had paused.
A strange, unspoken e hung in the air, a force so palpable that even Daisuke could se. The deer’s frantients ceased in an instant, and with a slow, deliberate motion, it bowed its head in quiet surrender, as if reizing something far greater than itself.
Daisuke couldn’t quite uand the sudden shift in demeanor, but with no time to spare, he quickly willed an antidote and a potion into his hand. Carefully, he administered them to the once-paranquilid that was now oddly submissive.
Relief washed over him as its hind leg gradually healed and life flickered bato its luminous eyes. To his surprise, the majestic creature, now free from pain, nuzzled him gently in thanks. Then, in a tender gesture, it softly licked Zephyr’s ear, causing the wolf pup to stir slightly, still draped over Daisuke’s shoulder.
I’ll probably just keep it in my iory for now until I find a secure pce for it to give birth, Daisuke thought as he reciprocated the creature’s affe by caressing its . “But that firms it—Field Bosses be identified by a green aura. Also…”
[Battle Bow]
[Emberwoven Tunic]
[Samander’s Cw]
“Not only do they give huge amounts of EXP, but they also tend to drop solid equipment and valuable materials. They’re absolutely worth trag down.”
[Battle Bow +1]
[Rank: Rare
Type: Bow
Melee Attack Power: 24~27 | Durability: 61/65 | Accuracy: 32 | Attack Distance: 18
The Battle Bow, crafted from a oakwood, is imbued with subtle entments that enhahe wielder’s precision and agility. Its taut string and lightweight design make it a favorite among skilled archers, allowing for swift, deadly strikes. Though unassuming in appearahe Battle Bow holds the potential to turide of battle in capable hands.
?? Agility +2
?? Critical Hit ce +3%
ditions of Use: Lvl 5+ | Strength 8+ | Stamina 3+]
[Emberwoven Tunic +2]
[Rank: Rare
Type: Garment | Breastpte
Durability: 40/43 | Magical Defense: 6.2 | Fire Resistance: +8%
A finely stitched tunic woven with threads imbued with fire magic. Its wearer feel a gentle warmth that enhances resistao heat-based attacks, making it ideal for venturing through fiery terrains or fag fme-wielding enemies.
?? Fire Resistance +8%
?? Slightly reduces burn duration from fire attacks.
ditions of Use: Lvl 5+ | Female | Strength 7+ | Stamina 3+]
“Man, this is rough,” Daisuke muttered as he scrutihe gear. “Reinforced equipment that, first off, I don’t even use—and sed, couldn’t wear even if I wao. And they’re all low-level junk. As for this breastpte, there has to be something out there that lets you override the gender restri on gear.”
Without much expectation, he scrolled to the final on he had received from the Exiled Hilitroll Chief. His gaze lingered on the floating image, fingers h as he pted whether this one would prove more useful than the rest.
[Samander’s Cw +2]
[Rank: Normal
Type: Dagger
Melee Attack Power: 59~68 | Durability: 58/62 | Attack Speed: +4%
Fed from the molten cws of a ferocious samahis on radiates intense heat. Each ssh leaves a trail of fire, scorg enemies with its burning touch. The Samander’s Cw has the unique ability to set foes abze, inflig damage over time and leaving them vulnerable to follow-up attacks.
?? Agility +3
?? ce ering ?Burn? Status +30%
ditions of Use: Lvl 16+ | Strength 25+ | Stamina 30+]
[Burn Status]
[Engulfs the target in fmes, dealing tinuous damage over time, redug health by 0.4% per sed for 40 seds. Duration also be depe on the level and grade of the on or skill used to apply the status effect, as well as the target’s level of resistance.]
“Jackpot.”
***
Perched like a bird of prey atop a lofty tree branch, Daisuke’s golden eyes glinted sharply as he surveyed the se below. A horde of Goblins marched through the thick forest, their crooked forms shufflih the weight of their spoils. Hoisted above their heads were their test victims—captives still alive, destined for the grisly fate that awaited them in the Goblins’ hideout.
Daisuke’s eyes narrowed, honing in on the object of his hunt—a small creature radiating a faint green aura. It resembled a Pygmy Marmoset, or Finger Monkey. It was bounded by sturdy vines and being carried by a fiend that seemed especially nimble.
As if sensing his unwele presehe Goblins quied their pace, i on losing their pursuer before revealing the location of their hideout. But Daisuke and Zephyr weren’t about to let them slip away. Without hesitation, the duo plunged into the swarm, carving their way through the Gobliries guarding the precious cargo.
DING!
[Goblin Skirmisher | Lvl 21 | General]
The air crackled with the sound of g bdes and monstrous cries as the Lipanthyer’s Fang whirled with greed and precision, cutting down anything that stood between it and its master’s desires. Zephyr, a blur of fangs and fmes, tore through the horde in tandem, leaving nothing but chaos in his wake.
But just as they felled one foe, another swiftly took its pce, surging forward to block their advahe horde seemed endless, a tide of snarling fiends that utterly refused to break. Then, the ground trembled beh heavy footfalls. Bursting through the chaotic fray, two hulking figures resembling Hobgoblins emerged, t over their lesser kin, their eyes burning with rage.
DING!
[Goblin Guard | Lvl 22 | Champion]
Daisuke and Zephyr didn’t slow their advahe e’s cws gleamed like silver razors, while the Lipanthyer’s Fang shimmered in the dappled sunlight, both poised to tear through the ining giants.
Moments ter, after finally stilling the raging sea of Goblins, they came to a halt after sprinting roughly 200 yards ahead. But the rest of the fiends clutg the valuable cargo had vanished into the dense forest, leaving seemingly no trace behind.
Before Daisuke’s eyebrows could furrow in annoyance, Zephyr caught a st by a t tree and urgently sigo his rade. His tail wagged eagerly, anticipating praise, but the moment soured as he noticed Midnight slipping out from the shadows of the massive trunk, clearly aiming to steal the glory for himself.
The feline grinned smugly, its pearly white teeth a sharp trast against its pitch-bck coat. Zephyr snarled in response, hackles raised. While the two furballs tumbled into a chaotic, fluffy skirmish, Daisuke silently cleared away the foliage to reveal a tunnel cealed withiree’s hollow trunk. His eyes gleamed gold as they followed the faint trail that shrough the tunnel, leading toward a mountainous roation to the left. It was clear where the Goblins had fled.
