BZZZZT!
The moment Ethan re-entered the Graveyard of Legends instance, he was dropped into a desolate mountain valley.
The air was thick with the same death and decay he'd grown used to—dark energy clinging to everything like rot. But Ethan barely flinched. With a casual wave of his arm, he dispersed the miasma around him like swatting away smoke.
Then—boom.
A violent surge of power rippled through the air not far off, setting every nerve in Ethan's body on edge. His eyes snapped toward the source.
Floating midair was a nearly transparent jellyfish, its body pulsing with an eerie, ghostly blue glow.
Dozens of glowing blue rings shimmered around it, rising from its gelatinous form like smoke before being flung outward in all directions.
Ethan could feel it—those rings weren't just for show. They were laced with a deadly cocktail of poison and raw energy. One touch, and even someone like him would be toast.
