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They were not facing one man and two women. They were facing an S-Grade Berserker, a powerful A-Grade Healer, and a monstrous, elemental wolf that looked like it had crawled out of their worst nightmares.

"Oh," the scarred leader whispered, his voice trembling. "I think… I think we made a mistake."

The battle, if one could call it that, was a brutal, one-sided lesson in the dangers of underestimation.

The six ambushers, who moments ago had been full of greedy confidence, were now facing a perfect storm of berserker fury, divine healing, and elemental horror.

Ayra, empowered by her [Tyrant's Mantle] and shielded by Lia's [Aegis of Life], was an unstoppable force of nature.

She waded into the terrified thugs, her great-axe a whistling whirlwind of destruction.

"BOOM! KRA-SHUNK!"

Her first swing sent two of the ambushers flying, their crude weapons shattering against her incredible strength.

The ground trembled with every impact.