From the darkness of the trench edge, shadows detached themselves. They weren't the standard Whale Shark guards. These were sleeker, faster. They were [Abyssal Hunters]—sharks mutated with speed enhancements, riding massive, armored eels.
There were twenty of them. A kill squad sent to investigate the explosion.
[Enemy Identified: Abyssal Hunter]
[Level: 46]
[Status: Bloodthirsty]
"They're fast," Seraphina hissed, drawing her daggers. "Flankers."
"Hold your position," Alvian ordered. He floated forward, separating himself from the group. He looked like a lone figure in black robes, silhouetted against the dim light of the distant bioluminescence.
The lead Hunter saw him. He screeched, a sound that vibrated through the water, and signaled the charge. The pack of twenty riders accelerated, their lances leveled, aiming to skew the lone mage.
"Alvian, they're spreading out!" Valeria shouted, raising her shield. "They're trying to encircle us!"
"Let them try," Alvian said calmly.
