-Frey starlight POV-
Light wasn't necessary.
That's what Hawk Eyes were for.
Moving swiftly through the shadows, I advanced toward my next target: G3.
Apparently… I wasn't alone.
I sensed two others behind me.
No—
They were beside me.
Matching my pace exactly.
"This won't be easy..."
The auras I felt… they weren't ordinary.
Rain began to fall while I was too focused to notice.
All of my attention was locked on the players around me.
It became clear:
We were all headed for the same target—G3.
They weren't following me… they were racing beside me.
Bit by bit, step by step, we closed the gap between us.
Then—
Swoosh!
Out of nowhere, a figure burst into view.
A massive man with blazing orange hair and arms like tree trunks.
His glowing orange eyes narrowed as he launched a punch straight at me.
In the pitch-black night, I raised my blade to intercept.
The force of his strike sent me flying, crashing into a nearby tree.
