CLASH!
Ethan's blade collided with that of Rocky, a spiky-haired senior student who had also been assigned to oversee the Practical Dungeon Diving.
The impact sent a sharp vibration through both their arms as they pushed against each other.
"For you to notice something was wrong this early… no wonder you were able to foil the cultists' plans before," Rocky said as he leaped back, creating distance between them.
His expression, which had once been casual, now turned somber.
"Already standing at the threshold of an Expert… it's no surprise so many people want you dead."
Ethan narrowed his eyes.
Rocky's eyes had turned completely black.
'How is he matching me in power?' Ethan thought, his grip tightening on his sword.
Earlier, when he had attempted to warn the other senior students about the uneasiness he felt within the dungeon, most of them had initially dismissed his concerns.
However, due to his reputation, they eventually agreed to gather the students as a precaution.
