[Name: Raze]

[Level: 62]

[Strength: 411 | Agility: 134 | Intelligence: 56 | Constitution: 210 | Stamina: 221]

[Job: Specialized Fighters]

[Rage-Fueled Strength (SS) - Ferocious Combo (A) - Unstoppable Charge (A) - Echoing Roar (B) - Guttural Taunt (A) - Single-Minded Focus (B)]

[Rage-Fueled Strength: Physical strength surges tremendously, allowing for effortless lifting and smashing of objects or enemies.]

[Ferocious Combo: Executes a series of rapid, powerful attacks when enraged, making it challenging for enemies to counter or escape.]

[Unstoppable Charge: Charges toward a target with immense momentum, breaking through defenses and overwhelming opponents.]

[Echoing Roar: Roars echo impressively in open spaces, amplifying the sound to seem much larger than the source.]

[Guttural Taunt: Instinctively employs taunting phrases and gestures, provoking enemies and drawing their attention.]

[Single-Minded Focus: In an enraged state, focus narrows intensely on a target, often leading to disregard for allies, traps, or other nearby threats.]

Atlas swallowed hard, analyzing the stats and talents of Milo—no, Raze. What in the world is happening here?! Raze’s total stat points exceeded 1000, even surpassing Morganna’s despite her higher level. The power discrepancy was startling.

[Warning: Uncontrolled behavior detected in designated subordinate.]

[Engage override protocols to neutralize the object?]

Atlas noted that Raze had emerged the moment Garen touched Milo.

Did that contact somehow trigger Milo’s transformation into Raze?

Determined to understand more about this volatile new persona, he mentally commanded the System to activate the Teleportation Pad.

“Karian!” Atlas signaled urgently toward the now-active pad.

“You flimsy, soft-boned fool, don’t think you can run! I’m gonna crush those breakable bones of yours!” Raze sneered, taunting Karian as he stormed toward the Teleportation Pad.

Atlas rushed after them, with Edrik, Kurogasa, and Lyrassa following close behind, all stepping onto the portal.

Atlas stepped out of the portal and found himself surrounded by the intense heat of Flare Peak, a sensation that was becoming almost familiar. Though it was night, the land was brightly lit by streams of lava flowing through cracked and jagged terrain.

The others soon followed, appearing beside and behind Atlas. Morganna moved forward, stopping at his right. On the other side, Mira leapt out of the portal with excitement, bouncing on her feet as she stood by his left.

“Woah... this island is so much fun!” she exclaimed with enthusiasm.

“You could end up as a roasted rabbit if you stay here too long, Mira.”

Mira giggled. “My Lord… but I don’t think my meat would taste as good as the rabbit you’re imagining. See?” She leaned in closer to Atlas, smiling. “I have a human face, and a human body. Look,” she said, lifting her chest slightly, “I even have this chest... and it…”

“Mira, stop it!” Atlas cut in quickly, letting out a sigh. Her “cuteness overload” had already claimed quite a few victims tonight.

Behind them, a few of their companions stumbled back with nosebleeds, barely held up by the others.

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From a distance, Atlas spotted Raze locked in battle with Karian and Kurogasa.

“Are you really going to let them go at it like this?” Morganna murmured.

“Can they actually kill each other?”

“No, they’re both too tough,” she replied. “You could stop them by force, after all. So why haven’t you?”

Atlas was silent for a moment. “I want to understand this guy named Raze a little better,” he said.

Raze, his body now swollen with muscle and wrapped in a dark, crackling energy, let out a fierce roar that echoed across the vast field, sending chills through the few onlookers.

Karian shot forward, swinging his greatsword with blazing intensity. The blade erupted in flames as it met Raze’s hand—but Raze blocked it with sheer force, holding the massive sword back with his bare grip.

Karian, unrelenting, continued to strike, swinging the greatsword with brutal speed and power. But each time, Raze stood his ground, blocking with his hand until, finally, he seized the greatsword in a tight hold and flung it—and Karian—violently to the side.

In that moment, a chain tipped with a wicked blade shot out, wrapping tightly around Raze’s neck from behind. It was Kurogasa.

Kurogasa rushed forward, sending duplicates of himself in a swift, coordinated attack, each copy lunging at Raze in succession.

Raze swung wildly at the duplicates, scattering each one into wisps of smoke with every powerful strike. But no sooner did he destroy one than another appeared, until finally, the real Kurogasa slipped in close, slashing viciously at Raze's torso.

Kurogasa attacked with brutal speed from all angles, making it nearly impossible for the massive rage beast to lock onto the elusive ninja. Raze retaliated, swinging his fists in rapid arcs, desperate to catch him.

Just then, Karian lunged forward with his greatsword, adding relentless force to the assault. At the same moment, Kurogasa tightened his kusarigama chain around Raze’s neck from behind, locking him in place.

With a sudden heave, Raze threw himself forward, sending Kurogasa flying through the air. Raze leapt after him, reaching out to grab him mid-air—only for Kurogasa to dissolve into shadowy forms in a swift evasive maneuver.

In that split second, Karian yanked Raze back to the ground, and their battle resumed in a fierce clash of raw power, Raze’s massive fists pounding against the unyielding swings of Karian’s greatsword.

Despite his neck still ensnared by Kurogasa’s kusarigama chain, Raze lunged at Karian. He seized Karian by the shoulders, delivering a brutal punch to his gut that sent him staggering.

Just then, Kurogasa tightened the chain around Raze and pulled him back, forcing him to release his hold on Karian.

Even with Kurogasa wielding a Unique-grade weapon, he struggled to hold his own against Raze, who fought bare-handed yet remained unyielding.

“Damn, do we even need to be on this team?” a few troops muttered among themselves.

“These guys are actual monsters.”

“With just the three of them, won’t our next battle be a walk in the park?”

“But that Hulk guy… he’s seriously strong.”

“I’m never getting anywhere near him.”

“Yeah, imagine if he threw me like that, my bones would shatter on impact.”

Atlas watched the brutal, intense battle unfold. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but it was clear Karian was reveling in the fight, while Kurogasa seemed to be holding something back, almost as if he wasn’t fully committed.

Were they truly just enjoying the thrill of a real, unrestricted fight?

A small smile crossed Atlas’s face. Letting them go all-out in a place like this might have been an interesting choice after all.

Lyrassa?

Lyrassa stood closer to the fight alongside Edrik, both watching the clash from a short distance away.

At that moment, Edrik glanced over at Atlas, who nodded, signaling him to wrap up the battle.

Without hesitation, Lyrassa floated up and spun through the air between the fighters, summoning thick vines from the ground that shot up and quickly coiled around Raze's body.

Raze thrashed and tore at the vines as they attempted to cocoon him, resisting with all his might.

Karian struck again, his greatsword slamming down toward Raze’s head. The blow knocked Raze to the ground, but he continued to struggle, breaking free from some of the vines. Kurogasa joined in, binding Raze further, until the vines finally formed a complete cocoon around him.

Raze let out a furious roar, still trying to break free. Karian struck Raze’s head repeatedly with his greatsword until, slowly, Raze’s wild movements began to ease, and his rage-filled eyes cleared as he started to regain control.

Moments later, his massive form began to shrink, muscles receding as he returned to his normal magician’s build.

Atlas approached as the battle finally came to an end. From within the cocoon, Milo emerged, looking completely stunned. Hastily, he pulled clothes from his inventory, scrambling to put them on as his hands shook, fumbling with the buttons in a flurry of panic.

Once dressed, he dropped to his knees, bowing repeatedly in Atlas’s direction, his forehead touching the hot ground with every bow, only to flinch in pain each time.

“My Lord, forgive me, please forgive me! Don’t punish me, My Lord... please forgive me!” he pleaded, occasionally letting out a startled yelp as the heat from the ground burned his skin.