Chapter 3: Mightier Than The Sword

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Tracking down the dungeon boss isn't hard—its aura of dread stains an entire wing of the library, like a predator marking its territory. I check my status before pressing forward, more out of habit than hesitation.

HP: [-80% ]

Aura: [-50% ]

MP: [-100%-]

The boss's chamber extends like a throne room, centered around a massive fireplace that roars with unnatural, blue-white flames. Crimson carpet spills across the floor like a river of blood, every fiber gleaming in the flickering light. The entire room radiates a sinister opulence—walls lined with gilded bookcases, artifacts, and glimmering chains of gold that seem woven from nightmares. It's as if I've stepped into the sanctum of a dark scholar-king, a place where knowledge and malice reign as one.

And there, in the heart of this grim sanctum, stands the creature.

Its form is almost regal, framed in an aura of dark power that seems to shape and twist the very shadows. Ancient robes hang from its wizardly frame, adorned with glinting, sickly-golden accents, the fabric swaying like it's alive. It grips a twisted staff of blackened wood, intricate and foreboding, capped with an orb that pulses with a slow, malevolent rhythm. Eyes like burning coals lock onto me, and a low, mocking chuckle escapes its maw, its jagged mouth curving into a grin that drips with arrogance and centuries of cruelty.

It inclines its head, a twisted display of courtly reverence, as if savoring the arrival of its newest prey.

The air hums with dark energy, charged and waiting for a showdown worthy of legends—

I pull out my gun and blow away half of its chest.

"Ekkkkka! Taka-buka-chaka!"

It screeches in a guttural, nonsensical tongue. Not bothering to decipher it, I fire again.

Ping!

The data from this battle has been successfully gathered for consideration!

[Dungeon completed]

Would you like to go back?

[Accept/Decline]

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