Flying Menace (2)

Erik's eyes swept the sky, vigilantly searching for any hint of the flying Thaid. Each second of his search stretched out like an endless horizon, expansive and unyielding.

Adrenaline flowed through his veins, enhancing his senses to their pinnacle of sharpness. As he thought about the daunting challenge ahead, he could feel a knot forming in the pit of his stomach.

Facing a flying Thaid required great skill and was certainly no small accomplishment.

The lethal prowess of these beings was well-known and only individuals with exceptional skills, like Becker, could confront them with confidence.

The gap between Erik and Becker was something that Erik had always been mindful of.

Physically, they might be on par after Erik made use of the system. He firmly believed in his capabilities, to the extent that he thought he could outperform Becker in that respect.