The forest didn't stay quiet for long.
After the roar echoed through the domain…
Everything became more active.
More aggressive.
Like something deeper had awakened—and the monsters felt it.
Camry & Mystic—
Two drakes stood before them.
Scaled bodies. Heavy wings. Eyes locked on prey.
Mystic sighed.
Scratched the back of his head.
"…Maybe I should've just stayed home," he muttered.
"I wouldn't have to do this."
The drakes roared.
Camry smacked him on the back.
"Let's just collect the cores quickly."
Mystic exhaled.
"…Fine."
Camry stepped forward.
Her hand lifted—
And the air shifted.
Cold spread instantly.
Above one of the drakes—
Spears of frost formed.
Sharp.
Dense.
The drakes reacted—
Charging forward—
Camry's hand dropped.
The spears fell.
They pierced into the drake's back—
But not deep enough.
The scales held.
Partially.
"Tch…"
Camry didn't hesitate.
She ran forward.
The drake turned—
Its tail whipping through the air—
Camry's eyes sharpened.
"Frost Step."
A circle of frost formed beneath her feet—
She launched upward.
Higher.
Faster.
The tail passed beneath her.
Missing completely.
Mid-air—
She formed an ice dagger.
Her body descended.
Controlled.
Precise.
Then—
She struck.
The dagger drove straight into the drake's right eye.
The beast screamed.
Its body thrashed violently—
Tail swinging wildly—
Mystic—
The second drake rushed him.
Mystic didn't even move at first.
Just stared.
"…This is so tiring."
"…And I haven't done anything yet."
The drake lunged—
Jaws snapping toward his head—
Mystic stepped aside.
Clean.
Minimal.
Then—
He punched.
His fist struck the drake's mouth—
A sharp impact.
The beast stumbled slightly.
It retaliated instantly—
Claws slicing through the air—
Mystic moved.
Left.
Right.
Back.
Forward.
Every attack—
Missed.
No wasted motion.
No panic.
Just control.
Mystic stepped in.
Slipped beneath the drake's body—
He inhaled slowly.
"…32 Laws of Fatality…"
His stance lowered.
"…9th Style — Desist."
Then—
He moved.
Fast.
Precise.
His strikes landed in sequence—
Abdomen.
Heart.
Nerve points.
Vital pathways.
Each hit calculated.
Each impact exact.
The drake froze.
Its body stiffened mid-motion.
Its heart—
Shook.
Then—
It collapsed.
Unconscious.
Paralyzed.
Mystic stood over it.
Silent.
Then—
He drove one final punch down.
Straight through.
His hand pierced into the drake's chest—
And pulled out its heart.
Blood splattered across him.
Clothes.
Face.
Hands.
He stared at it for a moment—
Then let it drop.
"…Done."
Meanwhile—
The other drake—
Still thrashing.
Camry stepped back.
Raised both hands.
Cold surged.
The air dropped instantly.
"Freeze."
Ice spread across the drake's body—
Fast—
Relentless—
Covering it completely.
Its movements slowed—
Then stopped.
Frozen solid.
Camry walked forward calmly.
Then—
She kicked it.
The entire body shattered.
Turning into fine frost dust.
Silence.
She turned.
Looked at Mystic.
Paused.
"…You look like shit."
Mystic stood there.
Covered in blood.
Pale.
Unbothered.
"…I feel like shit too."
Far away — Riven & Daxen
The forest opened.
A structure stood ahead.
Ancient.
Massive.
A temple.
It felt wrong.
Not broken—
But… watching.
From within—
A sound echoed.
Heavy.
Dragging.
Chains.
Slowly pulling across the ground.
Riven stopped.
His expression shifted.
Serious.
Lightning sparked around him—
"God Mode."
His hair rose slightly—
Energy crackling across his body.
"…This is where that scream came from earlier."
Daxen stepped beside him.
No smile this time.
Just focus.
"…Whatever's inside…"
He exhaled slowly.
"…is no joke."
The chains dragged again.
Closer.
Waiting.