As the heavy iron door creaked open, a sense of foreboding washed over the group. They stepped through the threshold into the next chamber, the door slamming shut behind them with an ominous finality. The dim light of bioluminescent fungi revealed a vast, open arena littered with debris and crude obstacles.
Before they could fully take in their surroundings, a thunderous roar echoed through the chamber. Emerging from the shadows was the Goblin Brute, a towering behemoth clad in patchwork armour. His massive frame and brutish appearance made him an imposing figure, and his eyes glowed with a savage intensity.
Without hesitation, the Brute rushed towards them, each step shaking the ground. In that split second, Sebastian's mind raced. He quickly accessed his status and distributed his free stat points:
* Agility: +5
* Strength: +3
* Endurance: +2
As the surge of newfound power coursed through him, he felt his body become lighter, stronger, and more resilient.
“Formation!” the instructor's voice boomed, filled with urgency and command, cutting through the chaos of the moment. The students scrambled into position, their earlier battles a stark reminder of the Tower's relentless danger.
Sebastian and Marissa quickly fell into step beside each other. The Brute’s club swung in a wide arc, aimed directly at them. Marissa ducked under the blow, her spear flashing out to deflect the massive weapon. Flames erupted from her hands, enveloping the spear in a fiery aura as she thrust it forward.
Sebastian darted to the side, his enhanced agility making him a blur of motion. His dagger found its mark at the Brute’s exposed side, the blade sinking into the thick flesh. The creature snarled, swatting at Sebastian with a backhand that he barely dodged.
“Stay agile, keep moving!” Sebastian shouted, his voice calm and commanding. Marissa nodded in agreement, her eyes flashing with determination as she continued to engage the Brute.
The other students took Sebastian and Marissa's lead, weaving around the Brute and striking when opportunities presented themselves.
The Brute’s Ground Slam came next, a devastating attack that sent shockwaves through the arena. The students were thrown back, struggling to regain their footing. Sebastian, however, recovered quickly, his increased endurance allowing him to shake off the effects faster than before.
Marissa imbued her spear with fire once more, the flames dancing along its length as she launched a barrage of fiery strikes at the Brute. The heat intensified with each blow, scorching the creature’s thick hide and forcing it onto the defensive.
Despite their coordinated efforts, the Brute’s strength and resilience were formidable. He swung his club in a frenzied arc, forcing the students to scatter. Sebastian noticed the telltale signs of the Brute’s Unstoppable Charge as the creature lowered its head and prepared to barrel through their ranks.
“Spread out!” Sebastian yelled. The students barely managed to dive out of the way as the Brute charged, his massive form crashing into a stone pillar and shattering it to rubble.
Regrouping quickly, the students continued their hit-and-run tactics. Sebastian’s enhanced agility allowed him to dodge the Brute’s wild swings with ease, and Marissa's fiery attacks kept the creature off balance.
The Brute’s movements became more erratic as the battle wore on, his roars of frustration filling the chamber. Sensing an opportunity, Sebastian nodded to Marissa. They moved in tandem, Marissa’s spear piercing the Brute’s side while Sebastian’s dagger found its mark at the back of the creature’s knee.
With a guttural cry, the Brute stumbled, his balance faltering. The other students seized the chance, their coordinated attacks finally wearing down the massive goblin. In a final, desperate act, the Brute swung his club in a wide arc, but the students were ready, their agility allowing them to evade the blow.
However, one student, Tim, momentarily froze in fear, unable to evade the Brute’s strike. The club came crashing down with brutal force, crushing Tim beneath its weight. The impact was horrifying, bones snapping audibly as the Brute's blow struck true.
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As the Brute fell to his knees, Sebastian moved in for the kill. His dagger flashed in the dim light, driving upwards through the Brute’s eye and into its brain. The creature convulsed, a final roar escaping its lips before it collapsed, lifeless, to the ground.
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System Notification:
Defeated Goblin Brute:
XP Gained: +150
Completed Floor 1 Quest:
XP Gained: +200
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“Devour,” Sebastian whispered, watching as the Brute’s essence was absorbed into him. The familiar surge of strength and vitality filled him, the dark thrill of his power growing.
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Devour Notification:
Strength: +1
Endurance: +3
XP Gained: +100
Devour XP: +10
Ability: Regeneration
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The chamber fell silent once more, the students standing amidst the rubble and debris of their hard-fought victory. Breathing heavily, they looked at each other with a mix of relief and determination. They had overcome the Brute, but the Tower’s challenges were far from over.
The instructor's voice cut through the silence, his tone solemn as he spoke of Tim and the three other students who had fallen previously fighting the goblins. He praised their sacrifice, reminding the survivors of the need to work harder to honour their memory.
Sebastian's outward expression betrayed a facade of solemnity as the instructor spoke of the fallen. His features contorted into a mask of grief, but inwardly, a thrill coursed through him. The opportunity presented by the fallen Brute was not lost on him.
As the instructor's words washed over him, Sebastian's mind raced with anticipation. The taste of victory mingled with the dark allure of power. He had long sought to unlock the full potential of his abilities, and the Brute's demise offered him that chance.
With a practiced nod of agreement, Sebastian inwardly celebrated the prospect of finally stealing an ability with Devour. The thought sent a shiver of excitement down his spine, fuelling his determination to push forward despite the risks that lay ahead.
As they prepared to move forward, Sebastian's thoughts were consumed by the possibilities that awaited him. The Tower had shown him its true nature, and he was more than ready to embrace it, whatever the cost.
The group made their way out of the chamber, their footsteps echoing against the cold stone floor. The weight of their victory hung heavy in the air, mixed with the somber reminder of those they had lost along the way.
Exiting the Tower, they emerged into the fading light of dusk, the sky painted with hues of orange and pink as the sun dipped below the horizon. The academy loomed in the distance, a beacon of safety amidst the surrounding wilderness.
As they trudged back to the academy, exhaustion weighed heavily on their shoulders. The adrenaline of battle began to ebb, leaving behind a bone-deep weariness that seemed to seep into their very souls.
Sebastian walked at the head of the group, his expression unreadable as he stared ahead, his mind consumed by darker thoughts. The losses they had suffered meant nothing to him, mere casualties in the pursuit of power and dominance.
Marissa walked beside him, her eyes reflecting the fading light of dusk. Despite her outward composure, Sebastian could sense the weight of the day's events bearing down on her. He wondered what thoughts occupied her mind, what dreams or fears danced behind her gaze, but found himself indifferent to her plight.
The academy gates loomed before them, a welcome sight after the trials they had endured. As they passed through, Sebastian felt a wave of relief wash over him. The safety of the academy offered a reprieve from the dangers of the Tower, if only for a fleeting moment.
Inside, the familiar halls bustled with activity as students and instructors went about their evening routines. The scent of food drifted from the dining hall, mingling with the sound of laughter and conversation.
Sebastian and the others made their way to the dormitories, their footsteps echoing against the polished floors. They were weary, bone-tired from their ordeal, but a sense of accomplishment buoyed their spirits, though for Sebastian, it was a hollow victory, devoid of any real emotion.
As they settled into their beds for the night, Sebastian's mind drifted back to the Tower. Sebastian's mind churned with questions as he pondered the purpose of the Tower. Why would it offer an escape route? Was it a test of resilience and determination, a way to gauge the climbers' commitment to their journey? Or perhaps there was a deeper meaning, hidden behind the Tower's enigmatic facade.
The thought of infinite repetition crossed his mind. If one could simply clear a floor, exit, and return, couldn't they accumulate power indefinitely? It seemed too easy, too convenient, and yet, there it was, the option to leave looming before them.
As he mulled over these questions, Sebastian couldn't help but feel a sense of unease settle over him. The Tower was a place of mystery and danger, its true purpose shrouded in darkness. And yet, despite the uncertainty, he felt drawn to it, compelled to unravel its secrets no matter the cost.
With a heavy heart, Sebastian pushed aside his doubts and prepared to face whatever lay ahead. The Tower awaited, its challenges calling out to those brave enough to heed the call. And though he may never fully understand its purpose, Sebastian knew one thing for certain: his journey had only just begun.