The battle raged on with an intensity that felt almost surreal. Just moments ago, the battlefield had been a chaotic whirlwind of steel and bodies, but now it was gradually transforming into smaller pockets of combat, each one flaring up and dying down like flames in a burning forest.
The Guild plaza trembled with every impact, fractured stone grinding beneath the weight of boots. Shockwaves slammed against walls, causing pillars to crack and dust to rain down from above.
BOOM!
BANG!
The sounds overlapped endlessly, each strike loud enough to rattle the bones of anyone caught too close.
Mina navigated the chaos with sharp precision and practiced ease. Her small frame blurred across the battlefield in streaks of gold, her boots barely touching the ground as she darted between four other Adventurers who had unknowingly formed a tight combat circle around her.
