Inside the narrow cavern of refuse rock, the intense heat made the very air distort.
Gazing at the all-consuming blaze, a glimmer of hope flashed in the team members' eyes—after such a meticulous, multi-stage ambush, even a Level 5 Warrior should have fallen.
Just as everyone thought the dust had settled, the sea of fire suddenly churned violently, as if some behemoth was awakening within.
"SCRREEE—SNAP."
A cringe-inducing screech of twisting metal emanated from the heart of the inferno.
The long spear that had pierced his knee was wrenched out by a hand encased in a heavy gauntlet.
No blood.
There wasn't even the faintest sound of tearing flesh.
Adam casually snapped the steel spear in two, as if it were a brittle twig.
"CLANG."
The broken spear clattered to the ground.
The orange-red Blazing Fire Glue was still burning, but the tall figure had already strode through the flames.
Completely unscathed.
