"NOOO!!! CHARLIE!!!!!" She screamed.
"SERA! ARGGHHH!!! LET HER GO!!!!" A swordsman roared.
KRAUA! KRAUA! KRAUA!
It was chaos. Sera knew it would be hard. The rules made sure of it. Despite doing their absolute best, they were going to die today in this nameless desert few dared to enter.
Why would they? This place was home to Desert Sting. An A-Rank Scorpion monster that was as large as a small hill. One of the renegade monsters humanity tracked but never killed. Many were traumatized by the relentless sound it made.
I haven't even had my first kiss yet! I can't die here!
With tears in her eyes, Sera began to smash her staff onto the hard claw that grabbed her. But as a priest, she lacked the power to save herself. Despite hiring mercenaries to protect her, the Desert Claw still managed to seize her.
Its stinger which lingered at arm's length, made Sera's party pause.
