As the first night of the Night Howlers event ended, the battlefield was eerily silent.
The streets of Dawn City were littered with specks of blue light, indicating the massive amount of player that had died.
The event had been merciless, wiping out nearly half of the participating players in just a single night.
The survivors gathered their breath, their faces pale with fear and exhaustion.
But Alex? He was unfazed.
[First night has ended]
[Displaying Score…]
[First, FateBreaker: 473 points]
[Second, Fallen Devil: 342 points]
[Third, BeastMode: 311 points]
[Fourth, Miria: 262 points]
[Fifth, StarPillow: 187 points]
[The first night of the event has ended. Congratulations to all those who survived!]
The announcement was met with a collective sigh of relief.
Many players had barely made it, fighting tooth and nail to stay alive.
For others, hiding had been their only option.
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