The wind howled like a banshee as Alex made his way through the overgrown trails leading toward the northern cliffs of the Deserted Isle Island. With each step, the air grew colder, more ominous—as if the cliffs themselves were exhaling ancient warnings.
"Alright, Let's go punch some wildlife in the face."
He didn't have to wait long.
From the thick shrubs emerged a pair of Novice-rank Clawbeaks, avian beasts with sharp talons and even sharper beaks. They screeched as they lunged toward him, wings spread wide.
Alex side-stepped one and sliced through the air with his sword, landing a clean hit.
'First form Void Step.'
He blinked behind the second Clawbeak and ended its squawk with a quick, efficient strike.
A few moments later, more Intermediate-rank monsters showed up:
A snarling Earthhide Boar charged at him with tusks gleaming like polished stone.
A pack of Shadowfang Wolves darted through the mist.
"Ah, the welcoming committee," Alex said, grinning. "Let's dance."
