Open Chamber,
The open chamber blazed with chaos.
Class Caelis held formation as wave after wave of goblins surged toward them, snarling and shrieking. Metal clashed, wind howled, and bursts of magic lit the stone walls like flashes of lightning.
Frontline fighters stood firm — Maera's gauntlets gleamed as her claws tore through flesh; Ron's black spear swept arcs of fire through the air; Lia danced like wind itself, her white sword singing through the madness.
Behind them, mages launched volleys of mana bolts and flame spheres. Every spell carved brief moments of breathing space before the next wave pressed in.
Then—five goblins broke through the chaos, bounding toward a cluster of students too slow to react. Their claws gleamed, their yellow eyes wide with bloodlust.
But before the creatures could strike—
WHUUM—!
