Dawn broke over Vryndall with a crystalline clarity unique to the Northern continent. I woke before my alarm, a habit formed through years of disciplined training. After a quick shower and change into Mythos Academy's field uniform—a practical ensemble designed to accommodate both combat and formal settings—I checked my personal device.
The assignment notification arrived precisely at sunrise, as promised. I scanned the details, a small smile forming as I read the parameters.
My task: hunt and eliminate a Frostclaw Behemoth that had been terrorizing the northwestern forests outside Vryndall. The 6-star beast had already killed several rangers and disrupted important supply routes. The assignment was straightforward—locate, engage, and neutralize the threat.
"Standard hunting assignment," I murmured, already mentally cataloging the equipment I'd need.
