The white light faded. When I opened my eyes, I found myself back on the battlefield. My eyes quickly landed on a familiar sight.0

Monsters howled and human soldiers bled as they fought against the monsters. A legion of monsters threw themselves at the harbor’s defenses. It was the eleventh-floor stage, also known as Defend the Supply Line.0

The soldiers were in their first battle to protect the Aegim Empire.0

“My, my! You’re here to save the empire! Thank you, heroes!”0

Sarbas Aegim, the NPC general, came out to welcome me and the Hunters, the same as the last try. He was wearing the same armor, had the same look on his face, and said the same line.0

“Heroes! Please help me and the army and save the empire!”0

That was all that stayed the same. The Hunters’ organized response to the general was completely new.0

“Black Dragons, assemble!” a cold, piercing voice ordered. The Black Witch, the leader of the Black Dragon Guild, just like she had in a battle which now only I remembered, used her aura to command her guild. Something about her voice captivated people.2

“The Black Dragon Guild will take command of this battle!” the Black Witch boldly declared. “OJP Sect and the Watchmen League! Take the left! The Pantheon and MA will take the right! My Black Dragons will handle the middle. Break through their lines!  If anyone has a problem with my orders, speak after the battle is over! If you have time to talk, you have time to kill another orc!”1

The world had changed....0