"Hasta la vista, noobs."
BANG!
The sound cracked like thunder, echoing through the battlefield's suffocating fog.
A confused mage stumbled, numbness spreading down his arm before a searing pain detonated across his body like wildfire.
'What was that blast?'
He glanced down, seeing warm liquid soaking through his robe.
'what's this?'
His trembling hand flew instinctively to his chest but his fingers sank into torn flesh. Blood pumped between them, spilling from a hole that hadn't been there a second ago.
'What the—'
The thought never finished. His knees buckled. His eyes rolled back. His consciousness flickered and faded, snuffed out like a candle in a storm.
Thud.
Deep inside the chaotic black fog, Auren exhaled steadily, his expression unreadable.
'Calm down, Auren... this isn't earth anymore.'
He kept his weapon raised—the Magnum Krakaboom, gleaming faintly with inscribed runes that pulsed like embers in the haze.
