That's why she had actively thrown herself into the most dangerous advance hunting teams the tribe had to offer. She had ventured deep into the perilous edges of the Orrath, fighting every single day until her muscles tore and her Flame Core screamed for mercy.
The results were undeniably evident. She had slaughtered her way to the absolute top of her batch. Her essence capacity had skyrocketed, and she was hovering on the very absolute verge of breaking through to Layer 1.
She had thought, in her own prideful heart, that she was closing the gap. She thought she was proving herself worthy.
But seeing him now... seeing him effortlessly, catching a stealth Layer 1 beast by the throat with one hand, smiling at her while the monster hopelessly clawed at his invulnerable armor, a bitter, agonizing pill forced its way down her throat.
