The battle in front of the dimensional rift grew fiercer and more chaotic amid the unrelenting storm. The heavy rain poured down mercilessly without pause, creating a thick curtain of water that limited visibility to only a few meters. Every drop felt like a cold needle piercing the skin, making breathing heavy and movements increasingly exhausting. The ground around the rift area had completely turned into sticky, slippery mud like oil. Every step sank up to the ankles or even deeper, and quick movements could cause slipping at any moment. Puddles mixed with mud made the battlefield an extremely difficult zone, where even a small mistake could be fatal. Falling in the mud meant vulnerability to approaching monster attacks.
