Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 810

The wolf-like creatures snarled and lunged forward, their glowing eyes flickering like embers in the dimly lit chamber. Layla took a step forward, planting herself firmly in front of the team. Her shield rose just in time to intercept the first creature’s leap, the impact reverberating through her arm as she braced herself.

"Hold the line!" Layla shouted, her voice steady despite the force of the attack. Her shield glowed faintly as her mana reinforced it, creating an unyielding barrier.

Behind her, Astron moved, his daggers glinting as they caught the faint light of the runes. A creature that managed to slip past Layla’s defenses found itself swiftly intercepted. Astron ducked low, his blade slicing cleanly across the creature’s flank before he pivoted to avoid its retaliatory swipe.

"Cleared one," Astron said calmly, his voice cutting through the chaos.

Jasmine, stationed on the other side, grinned as she slashed the air, creating a crescent sword aura. The projectile streaked through the air and struck a wolf mid-leap, sending it sprawling to the ground. "Nice teamwork," she called, drawing another arrow with smooth efficiency. "Let’s keep this up."

At the center of the formation, Irina stood with her fiery yellow eyes locked on the oncoming wave. Her hands glowed with intense mana, the flames coiling around her fingertips like living entities. "Let’s turn up the heat," she muttered, thrusting her hands forward.

A torrent of fire erupted from her palms, sweeping across the chamber in a controlled arc. The wave of flames engulfed the monsters in its path, their shadowy forms dissipating into smoke with piercing howls.

"Clean," Irina said with a smirk, her confidence radiating as the flames dissipated, leaving faint scorch marks on the stone floor.

The last of the wolf-like creatures fell, its shadowy form dissipating into smoke as Irina lowered her hands. Her fiery yellow eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she surveyed the now-cleared chamber. A faint smirk curved her lips, the faint glow of residual mana fading from her fingertips.

"Well, that was efficient," she remarked, her voice tinged with pride. "Most groups wouldn’t have it this easy, even on the first wave."

Jasmine sheathed her sword, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and surprise. This was the first time she had seen Irina’s firepower up close, and the sheer intensity of it left her momentarily speechless. ’So this is Irina Emberheart,’ she thought, the name carrying a new weight in her mind.

Layla, still holding her shield at the ready, turned toward Irina with an expression of barely contained excitement. "That firewave…" she began, her voice brimming with enthusiasm. "It was incredible! You wiped them out like it was nothing!"

Irina’s smirk widened, and she crossed her arms, exuding a confidence that bordered on regal. "Humph. This?" she said, her tone almost dismissive. "This is nothing for me."

Layla blinked, her admiration growing. "Waaa… you can do more than that?"

"Of course," Irina replied, lifting her chin slightly as her fiery gaze flicked to Layla. "This is just the tip of what I’m capable of."

"I see…..So this is what top rankers are capable of…."

Layla was seeing a new world for the first time.

"Don’t get too loose," Astron’s calm voice cut through Layla’s admiration. His purple eyes shifted toward Irina and Layla, steady and composed. "The next wave is coming. Be ready."

Irina turned her fiery yellow eyes to him, narrowing them with playful defiance. "There’s no need to be this stiff, Astron," she said smoothly, crossing her arms and leaning her weight onto one leg.

Astron tilted his head slightly, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Hmm…" he responded noncommittally, his gaze steady on her.

A mischievous glint flashed in Irina’s eyes as she raised her hand, a small flicker of flame dancing at her fingertips. "Then let this fire cleanse your stiffness," she declared, tossing the small flame toward him.

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Astron didn’t flinch as the flame fizzled out harmlessly in the air before reaching him. Instead, he raised an eyebrow and replied evenly, "Fire doesn’t cure stiffness."

Irina smirked, her grin widening as she leaned slightly closer. "My fire cures yours."