"I'm done just looking around. Let's get this party started," Rean echoed.
'Man not main × multi main.'
'This is the best option I have to cover range and maximize kills while keeping mana usage to a minimum.'
'I'll clear floor by floor—and only when needed will I stack up with an even stronger skill.'
The second floor didn't change.
It still roared with chaos—steel clashing, monsters howling, hunters shouting over one another as fractured lines struggled to hold.
But something else entered it.
Quietly.
Unseen.
A hunter braced as a hulking stonehide brute lunged at him—its body plated in jagged rock, fists raised to crush—
The head came off.
Clean.
No blade. No flash. Just a sudden line across its neck—and the massive body collapsed mid-step, momentum carrying it forward without life.
The hunter froze.
"…What?"
Behind him, a cluster of frost-limbed crawlers skittered along the walls, limbs sharp and twitching as they closed in on a wounded group—
They were cut apart.
