Marcus followed the direction Amber was pointing and looked into the distance. Sure enough, near a lake surrounded by mountains, countless figures moved across the shoreline. The distance was too great for him to make them out clearly, but there had to be at least a thousand of them.
"Are those players?" Marcus asked, squinting in confusion.
From where he was, the mass of dark figures looked less like people and more like a swarm of monsters roaming the mountainside.
"Of course they're players. I can see them clearly."
Amber puffed out her cheeks at his skepticism. Only then did Marcus remember that his sister was a hidden-class Elven Archer. Her eyesight was on a completely different level from his.
"Alright, let's go take a look."
Marcus nudged Blackie forward and led the girls toward the gathering near the lake. Over a thousand players gathered in one place was unusual enough on its own. There had to be something worth seeing.
