Standing at the center of a vast desert, Thoren could see nothing but endless sand dunes stretching as far as the eye could reach.
The horizon shimmered beneath the oppressive heat, and the sky above seemed unnaturally vast with two blood moon. The silence was overwhelming, broken only by the faint whisper of wind as it dragged grains of sand across the surface.
Before he could properly examine his surroundings, a notification appeared before his eyes, accompanied by a neutral voice that echoed within his mind.
[Welcome to the Bleeding Desert]
[Your Trial: Find Vorlath's Blood Compass.]
Thoren froze for a brief moment.
A trial?
This was not what he had expected.
He had assumed the second floor would function similarly to the first. Hunt beast, grow stronger, and ascend through sheer power.
But now…
Everything had changed.
"This isn't about hunting anymore…" he muttered under his breath.
This was something else entirely.
A task.
A requirement.
A condition for ascending.
