'Sadistic bastard.'
Sylvia's thoughts churned behind her serene expression as she processed the Elf King's rules.
It knew exactly what it was doing. If the trial had simply been about reaching three hundred kills, that would have been manageable. Tedious, perhaps, but straightforward.
However, by adding the stand that displayed everyone's kill count in real-time, the Elf King had transformed a simple hunt into a battlefield of paranoia and ambush.
Sylvia's mind worked through the possibilities with cold precision.
'If I were facing this alone…' she thought, her eyes distant as strategies formed and dissolved in seconds. 'I would gather monsters I could control, herd them into a trap, then ambush the opposition at the perfect moment. Or…'
Her gaze flicked toward the glowing stand in the distance.
