As the system notification appeared, Adam's mind sharpened.
It was only a matter of time before the Stream Hunters from the undead faction arrived.
The countdown to chaos had begun!
He exhaled sharply, adjusting his grip on his sword.
'Kristoff and the others should've seen the notification and started their attack on the other undead settlement...'
If everything went according to plan, the undead faction would be forced to split their forces.
That would buy him time and make things easier to deal with...
But time was a fragile thing, easily shattered under the weight of unexpected interference.
Leila suddenly tensed beside him.
Her usually calm expression shifted as she turned toward the massive door leading to the outside.
"There's danger coming."
She said, her voice carrying an eerie certainty.
Adam followed her gaze, his brows furrowing.
'Fate must have whispered to her again.'
His mind immediately pieced together the possibilities.
