"Purification!"
"Inferno Lance!"
"Crescent Sever!"
*Roar!*
Somewhere in the corner of the WhiteLeaf forest, right next to the wetland, a huge salamander with bright yellow patches on its body was cleaved in half by a crescent of light.
Despite being at level 33, the poor creature only managed to let out an unwilling roar before it was pierced by a fiery spear and cut into two by a sword.
Even its poison was neutralized by a Healer before it could reach its target.
"Hah… this is the fifth one. Now, let's leave this damn place already. I really don't like this place."
Sylvia said, while trying to find solid ground to stand on.
Rather than the poisonous monsters lurking around, what Sylvia hated most was the wetlands.
She long since lost track of how many times her shoes were soaked, the ground beneath her giving way without warning, swallowing her steps into cold, sucking mud.
"Yuck… so gross!"
