Rania collapsed onto the ground, her body limp and her strength sapped. The perpetrator spun on his heel and sprinted towards a gaping aperture in the corner of the spacious chamber, his feet pounding against the marble tiles. "Bye!" he shouted as he bolted.Ethan was determined not to let him walk away without allowing him to explain himself. He leaped up from his seat in an attempt to go after him, but Rohan's loud plea for Ethan to stay put halted his pursuit. "Wait!" he shouted."Let me chase him, please save Rania!""Let me chase him!" Rohan begged, his face contorted with anger. In a flash, he dashed past Ethan, jumping as he ran to close the distance between him and Jake. In an instant, the two had vanished from view.Ethan sprinted towards Rania, who had collapsed onto the ground. Elora was already crouched down beside her, and as she attempted to raise Rania's arm, it appeared as though she was attempting to communicate something. Elora shouted, "Hey hey hey, are you okay? J
Rohan was forced to extinguish his flames, Jake's fingers gripping his neck tightly, making it difficult for him to breathe. At first glance, Rohan appeared to be very feeble.Rohan desperately attempted to free himself from Jake's grasp by seizing his hand; however, he lacked the necessary strength. He then attempted to throw a few punches, but they were feeble and ineffectual.Rohan's vision blurred, and he saw death looming closer. With a malicious laugh, he asked, "Is this what you wanted?"Jake lay before him, his body slowly returning to its original shape, though the burns still covered it. His skin had been scorched away, exposing his muscles in a gruesome manner.Rohan's resistance gradually subsided, and the night wind blew ashes aloft, creating a void in the atmosphere before Jake.Ethan leapt from the rooftop, his knees buckling as he realized Rohan had been slain. Despite sensing he had arrived in time, the suddenness of Rohan's death had taken him by surprise. "Rohan's l
Ethan didn't show the slightest bit of hesitancy as he threw his punches, aiming wildly at the body of the person who had collapsed in front of him. "Take that!" he shouted, his fists landing with force.Ethan pounded his fists repeatedly against the target of his rage: legs, stomach, chest, face - until it resembled nothing more than a mangled mass of flesh drenched in blood. The crimson liquid splattered in all directions, covering Ethan's face and body. He stepped back, surveying his work with a satisfied grin.Ethan starred in wonderment as the mangled mass of flesh before he was reduced to ashes and was then carried away by the breeze. "Thanks for the news," he remarked, gratitude evident in his voice. "Now I know exactly what I must do."The fight was finished, and Ethan's passionate, rebellious anger was beginning to dissipate. "It's over," he murmured.Ethan fell to the ground, holding down his knees and the Hammer of Justice that was standing beside him. His breath repeatedly
Ethan's eyes opened once more, and the improvement in his condition was evident. He had sustained no physical injuries, but mentally he felt exhausted. The System had no way of indicating this, as there was no Status named 'Sanity.' A few moments ago, his sanity value must have been at its lowest point. A few streaks of light shone through the curtain in the corner of the room, casting a gentle, warm glow that fell across his face. He turned his head away momentarily to avoid the sun's glare and asked, "How long have I been sleeping?" Realizing it was already noon, Ethan suddenly jumped out of bed. Exhaustion had made him lose track of time, and he had slept for much longer than he had intended. Ethan quickly left the room and sprinted down the hallway, a sense of urgency propelling him forward. He arrived at Olivia's bedroom door, where the words 'Princess Chamber' was written in elegant script. Breathless, he called out, "Is everything alright?" The detailed carvings on the doo
Ethan checked his stats, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that his level had significantly increased since the last time he had looked. Ethan felt an immense surge of strength flood through his legs, enabling him to run faster and jump higher than ever before. His kicks were more powerful than he'd ever imagined they could be - a skill he had acquired from Bas. "This is incredible!" he exclaimed excitedly. Olivia heard a light chuckle at Ethan's response and asked, "Are you talking about the skill you got from Bas, Oppa?" Ethan raised his face to face Olivia and nodded lightly. "Even though it was a disaster for us, you can't deny that Bas left something valuable for you," she said. "I guess so... Although, it still appears like it's randomly assigned to players. Not all battles between players result in skill acquisition for the other," Ethan explained. "I'm sure that the more people become aware of this, the more wars between players will take place," Olivia concluded.
Despite their lack of free time, Ethan and Olivia still managed to find a way to have a day out. Sporting hats and dark sunglasses, they visited the hospital in which Verona was receiving treatment, hoping to remain unnoticed and unrecognized. "Let's go," Ethan said. The people who saw them continued to gaze at them with suspicion but then replaced it with looks of amazement. Ethan's appearance didn't seem to draw much attention, but it was harder for Olivia to conceal her identity. Her followers could easily recognize her just by her posture. "It seems like more and more people are fawning over you, Olivia," Ethan said jokingly. "Don't tease me, Oppa," Olivia replied, looping her arm through his and walking closely beside him, displaying her affection like a couple in public. "This way, people will start to hate you even more," she chuckled. "I don't really care about that stuff anymore," Ethan said nonchalantly. "However, you should be thankful, Oppa," Olivia said with a smile.
Ethan perched atop the tallest structure in Olivia's house that night. From his elevated vantage point, he had an unobstructed view of the grandiose mansion stretching out before him.It was midnight precisely when Ethan placed his coffee cup on the tiny table and felt the signal sent by Fang. Standing up from his seat, Ethan squinted towards the place where Fang was standing guard.Although it was far away and the only illumination came from the moonlight, he could make out silhouettes of people coming closer, some of them with weapons.Ethan clicked his tongue in dismay. "Is it never going to end?" he sighed.At first, he had been skeptical that another attack would occur, but it did. "These people are really determined," he grumbled. "And now they're sending five people at once?"“Fang, come here!”Fang responded to Ethan's call, quickly running and jumping over the guardrail and then gracefully landing on the roof of Olivia's mansion. It stood up and bowed beside Ethan."The much-
The formerly tranquil night's atmosphere suddenly became chaotic as Lexi's piercing screams mingled with the flapping of wings from the birds perched in the forest trees, causing a cacophony that painfully assaulted Ethan's ears.Dony, his hair partially obscuring his face, raised his hand. Immediately, the grass around him began to move and shift, seeming almost alive as it quickly stretched and spread, covering Ethan's body in an instant and imprisoning him in a tight embrace.Ethan found it hard to get his bearings and comprehend the situation he was in, but he was still quick enough to sense the giant axe that was headed for his neck.With great effort, he managed to heave himself up and twist his body to the side just as the gigantic axe was in front of him. Time seemed to stand still, and Ethan opened his mouth and attempted to catch the axe blade in his teeth, but it vanished in a flash, along with the wielder.Ethan felt a powerful slash on his back, and, trying to turn around