[EXP +25]
[EXP +25]
The notifications blinked in the corner of his vision, cheerfully announcing his victory in a tone that felt way too happy for how bloody everything still was.
Lanz rolled his shoulders until his joints popped, twisted his back until it gave a satisfying crack, then flexed his fingers one by one before finally letting the tension drain out of his arms.
The blade disappeared into his inventory with a faint shimmer, leaving his hands empty.
He tugged off his helmet, shaking his head just enough for his hair to fall into place.
A hand ran through it, smearing sweat through the already messy strands, and then he exhaled a long, steaming sigh that felt like it dragged out half the exhaustion sitting in his chest.
"That was an exhausting f*cking night," he muttered, the words half a complaint, but more like a victory lap!
He stood there for a moment, letting the silence settle, and turned toward the lake.
