Into the Unknown    

As Horizon and his team strode toward the grand field, every gaze snapped to them, drawn by the gleam of their high-tier equipment.

Their polished armor and weapons, far superior to the average silver-tier gear, caught the sunlight and the attention of every player around them.

"Who are they?" someone murmured.

"Which guild are they from?" another asked, squinting at their unfamiliar symbols.

"Isn't that the team of independent players? I think they're called . . . Nyx's group."

"What? No way—how'd they get their hands on that kind of equipment?"

"They look like a walking treasure trove," someone whispered darkly.

The stares grew sharper, assessing, and calculating. The competition was mere moments away, but the greedy glint in several players' eyes hinted at other ideas.