The Grave of the Forgotten was not a place meant for solo D-Rank hunters.
Under normal circumstances, clearing this Fracture Zone required a balanced team of at least five C-Rank professionals: a vanguard to hold the line, an elementalist for crowd control, a rogue for flanking, and a dedicated priest to handle the Void corruption.
Zen was none of those things. He was a man with a pair of non-magical trench knives, a modified drone, and a mana pool artificially choked down to a trickle.
But what the system didn't measure was experience.
Zen moved through the swarm of Void-Knights like water flowing through jagged rocks. He didn't waste mana on energy shields or explosive aura bursts.
Every single drop of his D-Rank output was channelled directly into his muscular structure and nervous system, pushing his kinetic reflexes to their limit.
