Was this the power of a max-level account?
Cecile curled up in the Kindler of the Flame's arms and watched the battlefield on the other side from afar. In her eyes, blazing flames and frost erupted together.
She had already experienced the powerful combat abilities of World Rift characters at the manor. Her Snow Leopard could easily kill those giant spiders, but once their numbers increased, she could no longer handle them.
Not to mention those enormous antlered beasts. Her Snow Leopard had been smashed into glass-like fragments by a single swipe from one of them.
But now... the entire battlefield was completely one-sided. Two warriors blocked the antlered beasts' attacks with their shields, while the fire rain and blizzards cast by the mages directly sealed off the twisted monsters' advance routes.
Even if one or two slipped through, the priests in the rear would casually beat them to death with their staffs.
That was right... Cecile had personally seen a spider monster break through the mages' line and attempt to attack a priest in the rear, only for that priest to raise her staff and smash the creature into pulp in three blows.
Cecile understood that this was the gap between a max-level character at level sixty and her own character, which was only in the thirties.
The greater gap lay in their equipment. Just from these characters' appearances, Cecile could tell that their gear belonged to the very best tier.
"Do I still have a chance to wake up from this dream?" Cecile softly asked the female warrior, the Kindler of the Flame, who was holding her.
Though she did not understand why, the Kindler of the Flame had been protecting her all along. Whenever a monster missed by the Foya Legion tried to attack her, the Kindler