The morning greeted me with a sharp chill and the distant cries of beasts. We'd rested enough—time to push forward. The EXP Pearl continued to do its work, and I was determined to milk every last advantage it offered.
Kas coiled around my arm, his sleek form alert, while Typhon padded beside me, his golden eyes scanning for threats. The wilderness was alive with danger, but it was also alive with opportunity.
The first Riftbeast was a sight to behold: a Crystalwing Drake gliding low over the forest canopy. Its translucent wings shimmered in the light, and its screech sent birds scattering.
[Crystalwing Drake - Mature Beast II]
Level: 52
Strength: 70
Agility: 60
Intelligence: 40
The Drake swooped down, claws outstretched. I activated Double Jump, vaulting onto its back and plunging the Bloodthirst Sword into its crystal hide.