Moments before Phase Two began, Ethan was unnerved and confused.
'So far, the gate has been, dare I say it... easy.'
For something that had supposedly been escalated to A Rank, Ethan had expected immediate chaos, overwhelming pressure, something that screamed impossible. Instead, what they had faced up to this point felt more like a brutal filter than an outright slaughter.
Two C Rank beasts.
Strong ones, sure, with the second more dangerous than the first.
But still...
"That can't be it?" Ethan muttered under his breath, crouched low on the edge of another floating landmass, eyes scanning the endless expanse of drifting islands around them.
For a gate of this calibre, those beasts were barely even Common Beast equivalents in the tower.
He exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulder where the Rupture Hopper had clipped him earlier.
"Something's off."
Behind him, the grey-skinned man snorted.
"You're telling me. That beetle nearly killed me."
