Chapter 2: The Urgent Call to Arms

The morning light streamed into Ariselle's apartment as she stretched and pulled open all the curtains and windows. Fresh air filled the room, invigorating her senses. Afterward, she made her way to the kitchen and started cooking breakfast.

Once the meal was ready, she set it on the table, preparing to enjoy it. Just as she was about to sit down, her phone rang.

She glanced at the screen—it was Mara, a friend from the Association where she worked.

“Hello,” Ariselle answered.

“Hey... Ariselle, where are you?” Mara’s voice carried a sense of urgency.

“At home.”

“What are you still doing there?! Didn't you check your hunter's watch?”

“No... Why? What happened?”

“For goodness sake, you didn’t see it?! A Graveloth appeared in the R3X Region, wreaking havoc! The situation is bad, so get here, now!”

Mara’s voice crackled through the phone and her frustration was obvious.

“It's my day off today. You guys can handle it,” Ariselle replied, unbothered.

“Day off? What?! We're short on helpers here! So all Medic Hunters are required to report immediately!”

“You might not be the best Medic Hunter, but we need every available hand, whether it's a day off, vacation, or even if they're shitting!” Mara added as she yelled, making Ariselle’s ear hurt.

“Alright, I'm coming... And please, mind your language, Mara.”

She ended the call, sighing as she rose swiftly, leaving her breakfast untouched. Changing into her gear, she grabbed her coat and medical kit, then rushed out the door, driven by the gravity of the situation.

When Ariselle arrived at the scene, the destruction was clear. Buildings were in ruins, and injured hunters lay scattered across the ground.

It's evident that the Graveloth they had encountered must have been a powerful one.

The other medics were already tending to the wounded, but there weren’t enough to help everyone. Without hesitation, Ariselle set up her equipment and joined them.

They prioritized those with severe injuries, moving them to safety along with hunters suffering from minor wounds for further treatment.

The battle raged on, with Pro Hunters teaming up to try and take down the Graveloth. The creature was like a humanoid lizard, its scales nearly impenetrable.

Although it was roughly the size of a human, its strength was immense.

‘No wonder the hunters were struggling.’ Ariselle though to herself.

For a moment, Ariselle stood, watching the fight in amazement. Her blood seemed to boil with excitement.

Medics were hunters too, but they were different. Their Vúilq abilities weren’t for combat; they were for healing.

She shook herself out of her trance and returned to the medical camp to continue treating the injured.

The battle had been going on for hours, and more and more hunters arrived at the camp with minor injuries. It was concerning cause almost nearly a hundred were already there.

The hunters fought hard to keep the Graveloth away from the medical camp.

Yet, debris and boulders continued to crash down around them, leading to more injuries among the medics.

“When will this battle end?” Ariselle muttered, exhausted.

.

.

.

[GRAVELOTH] Monsters that invaded Earth 20 years ago.

[VÚIQL] Ability possessed by humans that awakened.

R3X Region: This zone is home to middle-class families and workers.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***