It wasn't just Ruth and me fighting in that area. A handful of other Hunters were trying to hold the line, but the number of monsters pouring out of the Dungeon Gate was completely overwhelming. Screams, clashing steel, and dying cries blended together into a suffocating chaos.
Even so… Ruth stood out among all of them. She was clearly holding back, hiding most of her real power. Yet even while suppressing herself, she was like a storm sweeping away anything that dared to stand in her path.
The hoverboard under her feet shot forward, cutting through the air and leaving a trail of blue light behind. With a single swing of the hammer that appeared in her right hand, a Lizardman the size of a bus exploded like a balloon filled with blood. Thick green liquid splattered everywhere, painting the asphalt.
She kept pushing forward toward the source of all this madness: the Dungeon Gate.
A Rank B Dungeon.
