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The village had fallen to the Gulak Ants in a matter of moments. The only silver lining was that the villagers had narrowly managed to hide. Thanks to the relentless rain and the thick fog blanketing the area, the ants’ senses weren’t functioning at full capacity, either.
This might actually be a blessing in disguise. I’ve got time to recover, Do-Jin thought.
Leaning against the fence of a random house, he stayed hidden while his health and mana slowly regenerated. Just ahead, the crumpled bodies of three Gulak Ants lay in the mud. They were scouts from a patrol, searching for prey, and Do-Jin had quietly taken them out before they could become a problem.
He flexed and clenched his free hand, testing for any stiffness or loss of mobility from the cold. Since LOST prided itself on its near-perfect realism, which extended to combat, cold weather was capable of sapping stamina and weakening reflexes. Do-Jin made sure everything was still in working order before pressing on. Thankfully, his high stamina stats kept him from suffering any major physical drawbacks like chills or exhaustion.
The sound of something slogging through the muddy ground reached his ears.
Already? Or maybe they caught the scent of these dead bastards.
Finding the humans hidden underground would’ve been like searching for a needle in a haystack, but the stench of ant blood? That was an entirely different...
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