Waves

Hugo spent the next two weeks undergoing his community service. The monsters weren't hard to beat, but the rate and intensity at which he fought them were a bit too high, even for him.

He fought the monsters in a place called the Raid Plains. Out here, the monsters didn't stop attacking one moment. They also seemed to come out of absolutely nowhere, it was a chaotic location and the monster waves would consume those without sufficient strength in a flash.

He was wearing an orange armband, identifying him as someone performing community service. There were several others like that on the plains. Crimes that are not enough to deserve life imprisonment, but would get them a better deal or worse.

"Three more to go!" He cut down a monster and sighed.

He had to reach a daily quota of fifty A-rank beasts every day. If he were to combine 50 A-rank beasts, it would be equal to one S-rank dancer.