I should just use the phantom of me fighting with the sword this time.

It’s not like it has a description or any Idea what I am doing anyway.

I hesitate a bit, but as soon as I made the decision that phantom is the only one left, but starts to move around the entire hall. The core also grows it’s phantom dungeon to fit the entire place.

While I watch the changes to the phantom I felt uncomfortable with the way my scabbard was suspended on my sword belt. Thinking back to my fight made me flinch, it's a miracle I was able to get my sword out like that.

As I ajusted my own scabbard, I noticed that I placed it in the exact same way the phantom held it.

The phantom played around drawing the sword from his scabbard in a single motion, looking back at me with a smile. Then he goes off to fight an ant.

As I watch, I see the phanotom block a bite from the ant and follow through with a strike aimed at the neck. I am reminded oh how I stuck down my own ant.

As I watch the phantom trying not to feed the ant it's foot, it seemed to have the same idea's as me.

I was quite happy to see phantom me eventually figure out how to defeat the ant without feeding it it's foot.

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I don’t know how to use them, but I went to look at the statues as well.

Each statue seems to represent one of the attributes.

As I walk over there my gaze lingers on the other doors,

last time I checked they were all closed though.

Sitting on the loose stones in the middle of the room I look over the statues.

It felt like a knife was plunged in my heart. It’s that kind of painful to see statue me twirl the bow and let it fall over and over again though.

Knowing that lingering here forever is pointless I start to close my eyes

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When my vision returns I can see the small area around the crystal again.

Unlike the last time, I start to pull the ambient mana instantly.

Like Teach said the the core was dormant. Nothing remains of it’s domain and the creatures that respawn are not even under its control.

That’s how I died the first time, swallowed by some ant that got attracted to my attempt at gathering mana.

Last time I managed to collapse all the tunnels to my core.

Collapsing all the tunnels to the dungeon core is never an option, asphyxiation is not the best way to go out.

Trying my hand at pit fall I was reminded of the fact that ants could crawl on the wall.

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Only a single ant was killed by pure luck. No point in trying that again versus ants.

Thinking back, I can practically feel the ant. I feel my class pull on my thoughts and point out that those mandibles and claws should be sharper if I ever want to cut anyone.

I can really see it before me, an ant with sword like mandibles that also cut on the outside. The ridges of its carapace really to cut. Claws that have a sharp side. The intelligence to deflect the sword first and dive in after.

It’s so life like, the longer that I stare at it, the more real that it seems.

(Template) (Blade Ant)

This proud (ant) wasn't exactly the best student,

but his skill with the sword was clearly shown during his first fight.

After dedicating his class to the sword,

the intuition for the blade is starting to bud in this little (Blade Ant)

Starting to get a feeling for the blade's edge, it's carapace was designed to cut.

System corruption detected.

The [apprentice blade student] class of entity David was used to form the template.

A Dungeon (Temple) has no access to the class system.

System update.

The (Template)'s required class knowledge will be stored in [Ancestral memory]

This proud (Ant) fed on David's budding intuition for the blade.

Born with the fighting instincts of a human.

With the idea of a blade, it's carapace and mandibles are designed to cut.

Unlocks the (Blade Ant) template

An unreadable system message breaks me out of my trace,

leaving me feeling really light headed all of the sudden.

That’s what getting killed by ants does to you, you start to hear and see them everywhere. I can even hear it clicking right now.

That’s when I felt it. A wild ant attracted to my mana. But this is way to soon, I have not even collapsed the tunnels yet.

My hallucination acted faster then me though. In one swift motion it deflected the bite leaving the wild ant with its head high before swiping its sharp mandible over the exposed neck.

Usually halucination's do not leave corpses behind, this clearly was my very own dungeon monster. After all, the ant looked almost exactly like the one in my vision, even if it looked a bit more white then I had envisioned.

Almost able to forget the danger I am in, me and my ant look towards the tunnels.

I could hear the clicking of more ants drawn to my crystal.