Arriving at the sixth floor, Ethan found himself facing familiar opposition.
Two Void Stalker Panthers crouched in the arena's centre, their midnight-black forms radiating Mid-Platinum power while Super-sonic capabilities made the air itself vibrate with.
"Doubled opponents from the previous floor," Ethan observed while drawing the Noon Sword. "The tower maintains its scaling approach through numerical increases."
Rambo spread his wings from Ethan's shoulder, crimson energy flowing through his compact form as blood manipulation systems prepared for coordinated assault.
"Together this time," Ethan said with tactical assessment. "Two Mid-Platinum speedsters, whilst they aren't strong, if they keep running, I might miss the record-breaking opportunity, let's both attack them."
[3... 2... 1... Begin!]
