Ahrie and Min sprinted toward the Embergarde gate, dirt flying under their boots—only to be blocked by a pair of enraged tree imps.
One of them twisted its arms into pike-like spears and launched a flurry of thrusts at Min.
Min twisted and dodged each strike, ducking and weaving like it was just another warmup drill.
Then launched a counter at the tree imp using his knife…
Hehe… Brrrttt! Brrrt! Min launched a multiple stab in one spot…
+1 Exp
The other imp morphed its arms into whip-like vines and brought them down toward
Ahrie's head.
Ahrie sidestepped at the last second and thrust his rapier into its skull—
THUNK!
The blade hit solid bark, and the shock made Ahrie's arm tremble.
"Tchh—! Hard-ass bastards…" he hissed, shaking off the vibration.
A faint text flickered across his vision:
+1 Exp.
"Ughhh… this annoying exp…" Ahrie muttered, glancing at Min.
They both froze.
"Wait… we didn't get EXP from the butter-flies," Ahrie said, squinting.
