Some monsters crawled on all fours, resembling enormous scorpions, though they had no tails. Others walked on two legs, their bodies twisted into strange, unnatural shapes. Some were covered in fish-like scales, while others had thick fur, horns, claws, or strange appendages protruding from their bodies.
Different shapes. Different sizes,. Different monsters.
Several young shamans instinctively raised their hands.
*Szzzt… Bzzzt…*
Thin sparks of lightning crackled between their fingers. Excitement and nervousness flashed across their faces as they stared at the monsters.
Zeus glanced back at them.
"Students, tell me one by one. What class will you choose after your training is over?" Zeus asked, his sharp gaze moving across the group.
For a brief moment, no one said anything.
Then a young shaman stepped forward.
"I'll be an Assassin, Master."
Zeus gave a faint nod. "Come here."
One after another, the young shamans stepped forward and announced their choices.
