[Two Hours Later - The March to the Fortress]
The combined forces moved out. Valerius took command naturally, his charisma turning the ragtag militia into a disciplined unit.
I rode in the rear, keeping my distance.
"He knows," I whispered to myself.
He might not know I'm Lucien Ashborne, but he knows I'm a high-ranking participant. He was testing me back there.
Suddenly, a notification pinged.
[System Alert] [Anomaly Detected in Dungeon Matrix.]
I frowned. Anomaly?
[The Difficulty is being forcibly adjusted.] [Reason: High-Performance Participant Intervention.] [Level 4 -> Level 4 (Hard Mode)]
The sky above us flickered. The purple hue darkened to a bruised black. Red lightning began to crackle in the clouds.
"What the…"
Up ahead, Valerius stopped his horse. He looked at the sky, his expression hardening.
"The mana density is rising," Valen shouted, his horse rearing. "This… this isn't normal weather!"
RUMBLE.
The ground shook. But this time, it wasn't an earthquake.
