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Black waves surged over the mountain ridge. The dungeon burst, with monsters pouring forth as if the lid of hell had been flung open—an event scheduled for the 100th cycle.
I was standing atop a shattered church bell tower when my face suddenly drained of color. Looking up at the sky, I saw Reed. He gazed at me and waved his hand as if issuing a command.
A power capable of unleashing destruction with a single gesture was directed at me. In the vision, I must have felt an overwhelming sense of caution.
Yet the darkness he conjured from the shadows attacked only the monsters. Instead, I found myself shielded by those very shadows.
Reed departed without a word.
‘It feels like he helped me, doesn’t it?’
The scene in the vision shifted.
Boom!
Sparks flew across the battlefield as the massive body of the monster I struck crumpled to the ground. The beast I’d defeated was a four-legged creature with…