Magnus of Ice

Wolf Slayer and Flame Survivor

"So, do these 'FIRE MANE STALWART' monsters carry any magical cores or what?" As Magnus approached one of the dead lions, a flame pillar was shot towards him and the bodies. As it was too late to dodge, he set up an ice wall, cold enough where the fire won't be able to melt it and wide enough where he could only get one corpse behind the wall. Flames engulfed the other two. 'Shit, I almost got burned. The corpses should be fireproof, so it doesn't matter...' Magnus turned to look at the 'fireproof' corpses but noticed that they were now a pile of ash.

"WHAT THE FUCK!! AREN'T THEY SUPPOSED TO BE FIREPROOF?!" Magnus shouted at the top of his lungs as he stared at the ex-corpses, now a pile of ashes. "YOU SHIT HEADS. I WON'T EVEN BE ABLE TO GET A SINGLE CORE FROM THEM. I SWEAR, I WILL MURDER EVERY SINGLE CAT I SEE IN THIS DUNGEON." Magnus was furious, not because he took a long time to kill the lions, but because they burned his prizes. He didn't even know they could be burned once dead.

As Magnus made his way out of the ice wall, a fire pillar was shot towards him. This caused him to duct back behind it. 'Fuck, why do they have so many of those fucking rangers? How am I going to kill them? Plus, they don't have to worry about friendly fire since they can't get burned while still alive.' Magnus was panicking for the first time in a dungeon; not even his first gate was this nerve-wracking.

'I have to fight both rangers and brawlers; how am I supposed to do this? What would Jin-Woo do?' Magnus thought as the first lion pounced at him. Quickly dodging it to the side, another one had lunged at him. This kept going on till Magnus was towards the end of the pack. He was facing all the brawlers in front of him. As they all pounced at him, they were engulfed in flames. Widening his eyes, he quickly encased himself in an ice dome, shielding him from the torrential fire from outside.

'What would my baby do in a situation like this? I think... Jin-Woo would first calm down, and then he would observe his surroundings. He would then come up with a plan.' Magnus did precisely that. He first calmed down; his mind was finally being rational and not having all kinds of different sex positions in it. As the fire died out, he dissipated the ice dome encasing him. It was still hot out, so he was drenched in sweat, making him uncomfortable. He focused back on the task at hand and observed the situation. What greeted him were paws from the brawlers pouncing at him... 'Damn, can't even get a break.'

As he ran away again, he noticed that there was an extra pile of ashes 'Wait, another pile of ash?' Magnus thought as he searched for the other body. Not finding it, he came up with a conclusion that made his blood boil. 'They burned the other lion?! Damn, really giving me no respect. It seems they forgot I had killed their friends. If I can kill them, I can kill these fucking annoying cats.'

"Fuck, fatigue is almost at 100. Since it resets whenever I level up, let's just kill you fucking hell spawns." Magnus, at this point, stopped running and turned to face the incoming brawlers. Noticing this, the lions also stopped the chase. Magnus smiled and raised his scythe. "Bye, bye. Thank you for contributing towards my strength." Magnus told them, hoping they understood what they said.

His scythe caught the monsters by surprise. Countless bodies of their comrades fell, headless. The closer lions tried to burn them, but they couldn't. Not with their fire, nor with their rangers hotter fire. As other lions were trying to approach him, he just sent another scythe their way. He sent his scythes into all the cardinal directions of North, East, South, and West.

ALERT

YOU HAVE LEVELED UP!

ALERT

YOU HAVE LEVELED UP!

ALERT

YOU HAVE LEVELED UP!

"Ahahahaha... BWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!" An eerie laugh echoed out through the abandoned subway. "YOU MAY HAVE THE NUMBERS, BUT I HAVE THE SKILLS. NOW LET ME INTRODUCE YOU TO ONE OF MY FAVORITES. BLIZZARD DOME." As he activated his skill, ice pillars shot out from the four scythes. Each scythe had ice going to its right and left, connecting with the other. Four beams of ice shot out from the scythes handles. The lights curved upwards, all gathering on top of Magnus's position.