Ethan had been searching for the Boss Beast for so long, yet he hadn't encountered a single creature.
No Elite Beasts.
No Common Beasts.
Nothing.
The centre of the Rocky Plains seemed to be empty.
Suspiciously so...
Ethan wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand and narrowed his eyes, scanning the endless stretch of cracked stone that rolled toward the horizon like a petrified ocean.
Not a single shadow moved.
Not a single sound carried across the plains.
Just heat… and silence.
"This is weird…"
His voice sounded strangely small in the vast emptiness.
Normally, he could barely walk five minutes without something trying to rip his throat out. A rock worm bursting from beneath his feet, a Gravetail Scaler launching from a cliff face, or some other nightmare lunging at him from behind.
But here?
Nothing.
His instincts prickled.
The kind of cold unease that crawled along the back of his neck.
'Something's wrong.'
Even so, boredom had begun creeping in.
