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Zone 2’s secret area.
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Pure darkness.
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Without the Unextinguished Flame, I’d have been blind.
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– This torch performs well.
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Crafted in haste, its Illumination ability lit the surroundings perfectly.
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Brighter than Zone 3’s dim light, even.
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As we advanced—
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Whoosh.
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The torch flickered.
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Knowing its stats, I understood why it wavered in still air.
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– Enemy nearby.
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– Understood.
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The torch’s third ability, Alert.
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It detected enemies.
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At the light’s edge, something moved.
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Rustle.
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A Silk Golem.
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Zone 2’s common monster.
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But this one differed from the Silk Golems I’d fought.
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– Master, be cautious.
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– I’ll stay back. Can you handle it?
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My memory’s Silk Golem was slightly shorter than me.
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This one nearly touched the ceiling.
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When the mine expanded and golems strengthened, Silk Golems powered up too.
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Before, they wielded thread-like whips.
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Crack!
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Now, each thread was a true whip.
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The ground scarred where it struck, showing its power.
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But—
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– Understood.
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Weaver 1 moved lightly.
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Made of fibers, it was the fastest, lightest assistant.
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It dodged every attack.
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Fearing for my safety—
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Slash.
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– Step back further.
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– Right.
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Weaver 1 cut the whip’s center.
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Slicing arm-thick whips effortlessly was dizzying.
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I crafted it, but this strength?
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Against Silk Golems, Weaver 1 might outshine Combat 1 and 2 from Zone 5.
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As I retreated, Weaver 1 danced like a fish in water.
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Rustle.
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The massive Silk Golem moved fast.
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But from my vantage, I saw Weaver 1 outpacing it, toying with it.
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Targeting joints, it disrupted the golem’s balance.
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Slash.
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It severed the head precisely.
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Like a trained assassin.
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Not taught, but honed from fighting Silk Golems.
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Weaver 1 could thrive in Zone 5 too.
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Thud.
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– Master, it’s done.
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– You fight well.
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– Thanks to your enhanced items.
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True.
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I regularly upgrade my assistants’ gear to match their level.
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At my level, over 70, their gear was enhanced to 70.
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That’s why it defeated the strengthened Silk Golem so fast.
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– This path is long.
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Picking up the golem’s thread spool, we resumed exploring.
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Not much to explore—just one path.
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Then—
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– There.
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At the torch’s light’s edge, I felt familiarity.
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The floor, walls, ceiling.
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Not tangled threads, but crafted, artificial fibers.
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Unmistakable.
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Though different, it resembled—
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– Hephaestus’ Forge.
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Like Zone 1’s secret area.
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Whoosh.
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– It’s real.
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Not the torch—Spark flickered, reacting to the hidden area.
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Since Spark came from Hephaestus’ Forge, its reaction confirmed it.
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I nearly rushed to the door, but—
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Whoosh!
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The torch flickered.
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Not Spark.
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The Unextinguished Flame.
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A monster.
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Raising the torch—
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– A cocoon?
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A massive white cocoon, as large as the Silk Golem.
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Before I could act—
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Rip.
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The cocoon tore.
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Huge wings emerged.
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Spreading wide, they flapped once—
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Whoosh.
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The cocoon peeled away, revealing—
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– A moth after the spider?
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It reminded me of Zone 2’s boss, the Giant Spider.
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Fighting that was tough enough, now a moth?
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In this widened space, perfect for flying.
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– Screeeech!
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Ugh.
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A piercing high-frequency sound stabbed my ears.
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Turning to retreat and prepare—
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Swish.
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Threads from the moth sealed the exit.
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A classic boss pattern.
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If the torch were brighter, I’d have prepared or attacked from range.
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The darkness forced me here, trapped.
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Ordering Weaver 1 to clear the exit risked leaving me vulnerable.
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So—
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– Attack!
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– Understood.
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Weaver 1 charged, undaunted by the moth’s flapping.
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Watching, I ran to the exit.
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No scissors in my inventory.
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I tried a sword I’d crafted—
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Clang.
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– This tough?
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The threads didn’t budge.
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Only monster-damaging weapons like scissors could cut them.
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– Screeeech!
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Weaver 1’s battle began.
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The moth flew high, near the ceiling, dodging attacks.
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It scattered dust—poison or otherwise.
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Poof.
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Weaver 1, not organic, was unaffected.
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The issue: Weaver 1 couldn’t reach the moth.
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The moth shot threads, their tips spear-like.
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Proof.
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A thread pierced the floor where Weaver 1 dodged.
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Piercing stone with threads—insane power.
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My sword couldn’t cut the exit’s threads.
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Searching my inventory, I found—
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[Blazing Crossbow]
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Crafted for Zone 2’s Giant Spider.
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Simple, safe for long-range attacks, enhanced for my level.
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Loading a firestone arrow—
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Whoosh!
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The exit’s threads burned away.
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Like the spider, fire was its weakness.
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I considered escaping, but—
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– Screeeech.
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Weaver 1 dodged the moth’s attacks.
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If I fled, Weaver 1 might not.
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It was holding up, focusing the moth.
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Turning my back could make it a target.
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– I’ll support!
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I chose to stay.
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Not directly engaging.
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Positioning one foot outside, I grabbed the crossbow.
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Firing pre-made arrows—
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Twang! Whoosh!
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It worked.
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Threads pinning Weaver 1 burned to ash when hit.
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The attack was effective.
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Problem: the moth spun threads faster than I could shoot.
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The crossbow’s reload time kept threads piling up.
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– This won’t do.
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I needed a stronger attack.
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Dropping the crossbow, I grabbed my hammer.
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[Using Production Skill.]
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[Select the shape of the item to craft.]
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– Arrow!
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[Specify the details of the arrow’s shape.]
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No time for a full weapon.
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A crossbow arrow was quicker.
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But it needed to be powerful.
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[Choose the material for the arrow.]
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For a strong arrow?
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The best materials.
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– It’s a shame, but…
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My rarest material: Mind Drake’s Fang.
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A dragon’s fang, essentially.
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Saved after crafting Combat 1.
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Now its time.
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Using leftover dragon bones from Combat 1—
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– No choice!
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I added all fire-related materials.
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Overkill for one arrow, but it’d work.
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Pouring in precious materials—
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[Crafting begins.]
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Clang!
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The hammer swung.
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The Mind Drake’s Fang became a sharp tip.
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Dragon bones formed the shaft.
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Zone 5’s Flame Wing Feathers became fletching.
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Clang!
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Excessive materials compressed with each strike.
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Hammering grew harder.
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But tough forging was routine.
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Enduring the forge’s sparks, I shattered the points.
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[Crafting complete.]
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[‘Fire Wyvern’ obtained.]
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A blazing red arrow.
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[Fire Wyvern]
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Type: Arrow
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Grade: SSS
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Restriction: Level 70+
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Description: Infused with dragon power and fiery energy, embodying a fire wyvern’s might.
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Attack: 700
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Abilities:
- Fire Wyvern – Transforms into a fire wyvern to strike enemies.
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Not a crossbow, yet an arrow with 700 attack power.
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An absurd SSS-grade arrow.
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Click.
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Loading Fire Wyvern into Blazing Crossbow.
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One task remained.
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Taking down the damned moth flapping in my mine.
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