Damian crouched in the shadows fifteen meters from the clearing's edge, his Stealth skill active, his presence completely erased.
He'd arrived some time ago, moving through the forest like a ghost, watching as the elves fought, as the beasts died, as the treasure neared completion.
'A+ rank Major General… Twenty B+ rank elves… Dozens of A rank and B rank beasts... And somewhere in the distance, an S rank human general fighting an S rank beast.'
The assessment ran through his mind automatically.
His eyes tracked Kethran's movements, watching as the elf Major General cut through beasts like they were nothing.
'That elf... he's way stronger than the panther and bear I fought. They were both A rank, but this guy moves on a completely different level. Speed, strength, stamina... everything about him screams peak A+ rank.'
The realization settled like ice in his gut.
'Can't fight them or beat them... I can only steal.'
His eyes were locked on the fruit.
