BOOM!
The impact sent a tremor through the battlefield, dust kicking up as the massive figure of Carl stepped forward, his war hammer resting heavily against the ground. His broad frame exuded sheer power, the faint glow of mana radiating from his weapon as he rolled his shoulders.
Carl.
As if that wasn't enough, the sharp whistling of arrows sliced through the air, forcing Ethan to instinctively duck. His gaze flickered upward, catching sight of a familiar figure perched high on the remnants of a crumbled building, her bow drawn with deadly precision.
Lilia.
Ethan's chest tightened slightly. He had expected a challenge, but this… this was ridiculous.
'Are you kidding me?'
His mind raced as he took in the situation. Carl, a powerhouse who specialized in brute force and area control, and Lilia, an elite archer with unparalleled precision and speed. Both of them were rankers, the type of cadets who could single-handedly turn the tide of a battle.
And what did they have?
