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Hunter in Black

This is a world of combat and magic, where adventurers thrive, leveling up, and killing monsters for loots and glory. But that's not the story I'm here to tell. Decades have passed since All-father, the world's Creator, ended the ever catastrophic conflict between humans and dragons. Lives have fallen from both sides, leaving humanity only able to support their last haven, the capital city of Ratna Kingdom. And now that they're at their weakest, someone wanted to carve a tombstone for their grave. He was called the Pretender, a figure disguised as All-father himself. He travels through the continent with a quest to gather forces from those who fell victim to humanity's sins. If no one puts an end to this act, then catastrophe will surely come knocking on the kingdom's door. So a call was made to prevent this. A Veteran Hunter and his apprentice were dispatched to take down each of the leaders under the Pretender's influence. He himself was a mysterious one, dressed in black, hiding behind a bear mask. Not a lot was known about the Hunter, not his race, not his family, not his face. Though one thing is for sure, he's damn good at his job.

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Retardation of Light

"Oh wow, look at that. How surprising."

The group got themselves surrounded by angels with cross-shaped lights floating next to each of their shoulders. All of their wings were folded on their back which said enough about their intention.

Then as they took those lights and turned them into swords, it was clear that behind all these glamourous armors lies the battle angels. Each and every single one of them.

"You seem rather calm Frost Bear." Softly mentioned the witch.

"I can say the same about you." He replied.

"Why should I? We're swathed by the darkness of the night. It's very comforting for a demon like me." She pressed herself closer and wrapped her hands around him. Each of her long and sharp fingernails was glowing in purple, with a shade of starry sky sparkling on top.

"You're a cross-bearer right, Channah? Tell me more about it." Asked the man.