Final Deployment

Morning light gradually illuminated the forest. The mist had yet to disperse, but the Hunters in the camp had already begun assembling. The remaining sparks in the bonfire flickered under the wind, and the air carried the scorched smell of burnt vegetation mixed with a faint scent of blood. Days of relentless fighting had left everyone with wounds, deep or shallow, yet not one of them retreated.

Morel stood at the front with a pipe between his lips, his gaze grim as white smoke spread through the air. His voice was heavy. "The Association's order has been issued. Today, we launch a full-scale operation. The perimeter must hold, the core must push deeper, and logistics must ensure the records are complete."

Knov adjusted his glasses, his tone cold. "I'll set up more portal points to secure our retreat. But their uses are limited. Every door must be used carefully."

Palm held her notebook in both hands. Her face was pale, but she forced herself to remain calm. "I'll record everything. I won't stop, even at the very end."

Icarus pointed at the markers on the map, his voice crisp. "We need to confirm what lies deep within Stone Basin. What we saw yesterday was only the outskirts. High-level individuals have already appeared but haven't acted, which means something even stronger is inside. We need to get closer and bring back conclusive intelligence."

The oppressive air made everyone's chests feel tight.

The perimeter team's assignments were settled as well. Knuckle clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "We'll hold the front and stop the columns. No matter how many come, we keep them out."

Linas added quietly, "I'll take the impact. You handle the splitting. Don't let them maintain formation."

Shoot sat to one side, wiping his monocle, his