Trevor paused briefly as he opened the book once more, flipping to the exact page where he had previously stopped.
For a moment, his fingers rested against the edge of the paper, his gaze steady.
He didn't have the luxury of time.
If everything written in this book was true, then the upcoming Hunter Recruit wouldn't just be an opportunity—it would be a battlefield disguised as a selection process.
And stepping into it unprepared would be nothing short of suicide.
A full week.
That was all he had.
Without hesitation, he adjusted his posture slightly and began reading again, allowing himself to sink completely into the contents of the book.
Unlike the ancient magic text he had struggled through earlier, which had taken hours of careful study and repeated reading, the dungeon manual was far more direct.
Clear.
Structured.
Efficient.
And yet… far more dangerous in the knowledge it contained.
Time slipped by almost unnoticed.
