The moment her second leg crossed the threshold, the darkness instantly vanished.
It was as if the world had flipped with the blink of an eye. Her ears were filled with the sounds of battle cries and the explosions of skills, as if someone had suddenly unmuted the game and turned the volume all the way up.
As the world around her snapped to life, a battle axe was coming down on her head. Rita's combat instincts kicked in immediately. Although her body was still catching up, she instinctively tilted her head, ducked, and sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the blow.
In front of her stood a young minotaur, full of killing intent. He was only level 5, but Rita could tell he had seen blood. The intensity in his eyes was different from that of an average player. She rushed in, using a precise technique to lock his arm, grasping his wrist. Using his own momentum, she swiftly slashed his neck with her knife.