The sky darkened.
Not with clouds.
But with something else.
Something unnatural.
Something… alive.
Riven stood at the front of the guild.
Eyes locked on the horizon.
"…They're here…"
The ground trembled.
The air thickened.
And then—
They appeared.
Dozens.
No—
Hundreds.
Dark figures poured into the sky.
Like shadows tearing through reality.
"…This is insane…"
Riven whispered.
Behind him—
The guild stood ready.
Weapons drawn.
Hearts pounding.
But no one ran.
Godwin stepped forward.
Calm.
"…Positions."
Instantly—
Everyone moved.
The three allies took their places.
The tall man stood at the center.
"…I'll handle the front line."
The woman stepped to the left.
"…I'll control the field."
The younger man cracked his knuckles.
"…I'll deal with anything that slips through."
Riven looked at Godwin.
"…And me?"
Godwin didn't look at him.
"…You fight."
A pause.
"…And survive."
Riven nodded.
"…Got it."
Silence.
Then—
The enemy descended.
Like a storm.
Crashing toward the city.
"…NOW!"
The battle began.
Explosions filled the air.
Magic clashed.
Steel rang.
Chaos erupted.
The front line collided first.
The tall man moved instantly.
Fast.
Precise.
Enemies fell before they could react.
"…Stay behind me!"
The guild followed.
Holding formation.
The woman raised her hand.
The ground shifted.
Walls of earth rose.
Blocking attacks.
"…Don't break formation!"
The younger man dashed through the battlefield.
Taking down enemies that slipped through.
"…Too slow!"
Meanwhile—
Riven moved.
Alone.
Into the chaos.
"…Focus…"
His Intent Vision activated instantly.
Lines appeared.
Paths formed.
Possibilities expanded.
"…There…"
He moved.
Dodged an incoming strike.
Countered instantly.
Took one down.
Then another.
And another.
"…I can keep up…!"
But—
There were too many.
Attacks came from every direction.
Relentless.
"…Don't stop!"
Riven pushed forward.
Fighting.
Surviving.
Adapting.
But then—
Something changed.
A stronger presence.
Descending.
"…Not again…"
A group of elite enemies appeared.
Stronger.
Faster.
Just like before.
No—
Even stronger.
"…Tch…!"
Riven stepped back.
"…I can't take all of them…"
One charged.
Riven saw it.
Dodged.
Countered.
But another came.
Then another.
"…Too many…!"
He blocked one—
Got hit by another.
"…Gah—!"
He staggered.
Blood dripping.
"…I won't fall…"
He forced himself up.
Focused deeper.
Second layer activated.
Multiple paths.
Multiple choices.
"…Choose…!"
He moved.
Dodged two attacks.
Slipped through a third.
Countered.
Took one down.
Then another.
But—
Still not enough.
He was getting overwhelmed.
"…Damn it…!"
Then—
A figure appeared beside him.
"…You're struggling."
Riven glanced.
The younger ally.
"…A little help would be nice."
He smirked.
"…Don't fall behind."
They moved together.
Faster.
Stronger.
More efficient.
Enemies fell.
One after another.
"…This is better…"
Riven adjusted.
Adapted.
Synced with him.
The fight shifted.
Slightly.
But noticeably.
Then—
A massive explosion shook the battlefield.
Everyone froze.
"…What was that…?"
Riven looked up.
And saw it.
Above the battlefield—
A massive figure descended.
Far bigger.
Far stronger.
"…You've got to be kidding…"
Its presence alone—
Crushed everything.
Even the elites stopped.
Fear spread.
Real fear.
Godwin looked up.
His expression—
Serious.
"…So they finally sent one…"
Riven clenched his fist.
"…That thing…"
"…I can't even read it…"
His vision blurred.
Too many possibilities.
Too much power.
Godwin stepped forward.
"…Stay back."
Riven froze.
"…Wait—!"
But Godwin was already moving.
Towards it.
Alone.
The battlefield paused.
Because everyone knew
This fight
Was on a completely different level.
And this time
Even Riven
Couldn't follow.
To be continued…