Bab 106: The S-Ranked Adventurers

The dense forest canopy filtered the sunlight into a soft, golden hue, casting long shadows that danced across the ground. The air was thick with the scent of pine and the aftermath of battle. In the center of a small clearing, the massive corpse of a wyvern lay sprawled, its scales shimmering with an iridescent sheen. The beast's wings were tattered, its eyes dull and lifeless, a stark contrast to the ferocity it had displayed moments earlier. The adventurer party stood around the carcass, each member catching their breath after the intense fight.

Kieran, the leader of the group, wiped the sweat from his brow, his scarred face set in a satisfied grin. "Well, that was a bit more intense than I expected," he said, sheathing his sword. The blade was still slick with the wyvern's blood, a testament to the fierce battle they'd just fought.