"So our goal is to kill others who have kills… huh?"
The daughter of House Arclight whispered from her perch high in the dead tree, her emerald eyes fixed on a clearing of ash not too far away.
In the center of that clearing, meditating with perfect stillness, was Alvinar Seatra.
It had been about one or two hours since the trial started, and so far, Azel and Sylvia still remained at the top of the leaderboard.
Though she noticed they weren't killing many monsters anymore… their count had stagnated at forty-six kills.
'Strange,' she thought, tucking a strand of green hair behind her pointed ear. 'Why would they stop hunting?'
Still, it didn't matter. She had already decided that after she dealt with Alvinar, she would deal with them next.
"That seems to be it…" her lover said from the branch beside her.
He was leaning casually against the rotting trunk, his own eyes tracking Alvinar's slow breathing.
