Never Lose Hope

"I'm here. Don't lose hope." Young Varian said while shielding the young Sia behind him.

In front of them was a large mantis. It was not a magic beast but a Level 0 monster.

There were animals that mutated due to aura but weren't strong enough to make it to the Level 1.

Such monsters were Level 0s.

Young Varian and Sia were facing such a foe.

They both looked to be around 14 years.

Young Varian's physique was refined, showing the signs of his arduous training. The gauntlets he wore were not star treasures and had many scratches on them.

Sia held a black sword. Her hands were shaking, and there were tears in the corner of her eyes.

There was a long cut across her hand. The pain caused her to cry out, and she tried to suppress it.

"Sia." His voice sounded.

She looked at his back and stopped trembling.

His shirt was torn in half. There were multiple cuts on his hands and back. However, he stood straight and glanced at his target with a firm gaze.