They collapsed on the lift floor as it creaked its way up.Below, monsters leapt upward, claws outstretched—but the lift had already ascended out of their reach.
Marshal Sebeth stood tall on the wall, eyes fixed below.She raised her gleaming frost sword and slashed.SLASH!A glowing arc of blue frost energy carved through the air—BOOM!A shockwave followed.Ice bloomed like a flower, exploding at the base of the wall.Monsters were sliced in half, their flesh frozen and shattered.C-rank or B-rank—it made no difference. They were butter beneath her blade.Another wave of arrows and ice lances followed.Swoosh! Swoosh!They pierced the wounded and stunned, finishing off dozens.Painful growls echoed as the tide of monsters wavered, hesitating…Then—they stepped back from the wall.
