Leila's Progress

[: 3rd POV :]

In the world of modern fantasia, where magic and technology intertwined, there stood a lone figure atop a windswept hill, her silhouette framed against a blood-red sky.

Below her was a chaotic scene of monstrous beings, their hulking forms capable of razing entire cities.

These were Transcendent Monsters, creatures where players didn't dare to challenge even if they were Transcendent.

Yet, amid the turmoil, Leila stood unflinching, a calm smile appeared at her lips.

Her eyes gleamed with an eerie confidence as she gazed down at the horde.

Most players would have turned back or called for reinforcements, knowing full well that such beasts were not to be faced alone.

But Leila was no ordinary player.

She tightened her grip, raising her right hand slowly as dark energy coiled around her fingers like living shadows.

"Negative Atomic," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper yet carrying an ominous weight.