Leonard knew this was his mission: to face the Ursulus Rex. Uncertainty gnawed at him, not fear. "Am I really ready for what's coming?" The question echoed in his mind, a sharp blade. One wrong decision would seal his fate: life or death.
He turned to Silverin. "I don't think it's my time to fight the U-Rex," he said, his voice firm, despite the doubt eating away at him. "I need to face some regular Ursulos first. Understand their movements, patterns, and abilities... and adapt to the environment."
Silverin nodded slowly. "I agree, Leonard. You should avoid a direct confrontation for now. Focus on growing, on gaining experience in this place. And, if the time comes, maybe you can challenge the Ursulus Rex. Although, even then, I think it's madness."
"It is madness," Xavier agreed, adjusting his quiver. "The reason the Named Elites are still alive is simple: very few people are capable of facing them head-on. Maybe a Titanium rank... or Diamond... but those are incredibly rare."
