Ethan froze, halting mid-step as the faint rustling reached his ears. He glanced toward the sound, peering through the gaps between the gnarled tree trunks.
A massive scorpion, monstrous and menacing, emerged from the shadows, its dark-gray body blending seamlessly with the ashen soil. Its enormous stinger glimmered with a faint blue hue, exuding a lethal aura.
If not for the noise it made, Ethan might never have noticed it.
Remaining in his Panther Form, Ethan crouched low. He didn't dare make a move.
The creature was a Deathstalker Scorpion, a fast and deadly predator. Not even his enhanced agility in Panther Form could guarantee an escape. Its venom-coated stinger inflicted a fatal poison, one that would persist until death unless treated with a rare antidote.
It was no wonder that even level 40 players avoided farming monsters in this area.
These scorpions sensed prey through vibrations in the ground. One wrong step, and they'd deliver a swift and fatal strike.
