The Death Bear lay defeated, collapsed on the ground. Emilia stood before its corpse, her breath short and rapid, gasping as she tried to steady herself. It was clear she was a little tired.
After all, it had taken five full consecutive uses of her signature sword skill, Silvermoon Sword Art, to bring down a Blood-Moon-empowered Death Bear. The techniques were deadly, but executing them demanded a tremendous amount of energy.
Mimi rushed to Emilia's side, meowing anxiously, asking if she was all right.
Emilia nodded.
"There's no time to rest. Let's go," she said with urgency.
Mimi agreed. Emilia crouched, and Mimi leapt straight into her arms. The longer they lingered here, the more dangerous the situation would become.
The Blood Moon and Blood Rain had just begun. New monsters hadn't spawned in large numbers yet. But soon, the forest would be swarming with empowered undead. Emilia wouldn't be facing just one or two; if she got swarmed, it could be over in an instant.
