Erwen stood within the heart of the Grand Cathia Nightmare. The swirling sea of nightmares beneath his feet rippled gently.
Different zones. Different Hunters drifting along as he took in a top-down view of everything happening right now.
Without the fog, he could see the groups of monsters waiting in ambush.
The people who fell prey to these ambushes and those who overcame them.
He then raised his gaze toward a certain group.
Flashes of fire and arrows tore through the horde without any difficulty.
Even from here, the violence of their attacks could be felt against his skin.
Each punch. Each kill.
Erwen watched in silence.
The two split-haired girls following Miki.
He knew they were anomalies, but he did not expect them to be this oppressive.
Had he not decided to turn his attention elsewhere earlier, things could have become disastrous.
However, that was not the only thing.
He could see Miki weaving through the enemy without any difficulty.
