Arthur moved like a flash, a streak of silver and blue in the dense green of the forest.
Before the S-rank ape monster could even fully react, before anyone watching on the screens could truly realize what was happening, the colossal ape had already lost a limb.
Arthur's silver sword, infused with crackling thunder energy, had sliced through one of its thick, muscled arms with terrifying swiftness.
The limb hit the ground with a dull thud, dissolving into pixels. The ape roared in pain and fury, its remaining hand clutching the stump.
The sudden commotion of the high-level battle, the ground-shaking impacts, and the flash of lightning, attracted nearby participants.
They began to converge on the site, drawn by the sounds of conflict.
They did not rush in to help. Instead, they moved cautiously, waiting in ambush for Arthur to defeat the ape.
