Second Advancement

The Python that finally broke free of the storm was every bit as monstrous as the buildup promised.

Ten meters of coiled muscle, thick as a barrel at its widest point, scales the size of a grown man's palm catching what little light filtered through the snow pale, glassy, the color of ice that had never once seen a thaw.

Its head crowned in a ring of jagged frost spikes, each one long enough to run a person through.

[FROSTSCALE PYTHON] (Gold-Tier Boss)

Level 25 | HP: 50,000

ATK: 607–643 | Magic Power: 551 | DEF: 582 | Magic Resist: 543

Skills: Tail Sweep, Fang Frenzy, Death Coil, Frost Bite, Icebound Scales

Kael looked the numbers over and felt something close to amusement settle behind his mask.

One tier above my own two. Under the class passive, that gap closes to nothing.