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    A screech erupted from the top of the dark temple. A massive monster, composed of writhing dark energy, convulsed in agony at the sight of light. Standing before it was Roland, his hammer glistening with holy radiance. Beside him, Agni stood proudly, snorting in amusement at the thrashing creature.

    “It would be hard for a regular adventurer to face this thing.”

    Roland remarked, his gaze fixed on the monstrous shade. This abomination had three sets of shadowy talons for arms and a head that was nothing but jagged teeth. Now, he stood at the top of the temple, having scaled it with impressive speed as his runic magic aided him in dispatching the shadowy monsters lurking within. The dark magic saturating this place was highly vulnerable to light and holy radiance, making it nearly impossible for anyone to claim this area without the aid of a high-level priest. However, for Roland, who could emulate various elemental energies, it posed no such challenge.

    Roland adjusted his grip on the hammer, his armor radiating an aura of golden serenity that contrasted starkly with the chaos surrounding him. The monstrous shade reared back, its formless body recoiling in response to the intense light emanating from his runes. Its unearthly screech echoed across the darkened temple, shaking loose chunks of obsidian from the temple walls.

    “Agni, flank it and keep your range, even if it’s weakened it still is dangerous.”

    Agni obeyed instantly, darting around the creature in a fiery blur. The wolf’s flames intensified as he opened his muzzle to produce a breathing attack consisting of holy flames. The holy flames seared through the darkness, forcing the monstrous shade back as it let out another deafening screech. Roland seized the moment, surging forward with his hammer glowing brighter than ever. Each step echoed like a thunderclap across the temple’s summit, as his body was surrounded by radiant energy and surged through it.

    The monstrous shade, now cornered, unleashed a volley of dark projectiles. They streaked toward Roland with terrifying speed, leaving trails of shadow in their wake. Yet, he didn’t falter. Instead, he continued charging forward, his radiant mana mantle repelling the shadowy attacks with ease. The monster’s projectiles were powerless against the barrier of light.

    Roland was done holding back his mana, and the overwhelming difference in power had become evident. Earlier, he had struggled against the fish-like mini-boss and even the wind eagle, but this, the strongest of them all, couldn’t lay a scratch on him once he fully activated his runes. The sheer power he could wield was staggering.

    The shade’s fate was sealed when Roland’s hammer met its shadowy form. The impact created a massive explosion of light, so blinding and powerful that it seemed as though a Solarian Paladin himself had struck the final blow.

    High Shade Terror has been slain.

    When the blinding radiance subsided, Roland stood amidst the crumbling remains of the monstrous shade. Its form disintegrated into wisps of shadow, leaving behind a single artifact – a jagged obsidian shard that pulsed faintly with dark energy. Roland picked it up, feeling a peculiar weight in the shard, as though it held a fragment of the shade’s essence.

    “Dark Core Fragment.”

    He muttered, reading the name that appeared on his system window after using his high-analyze skill.

    “This might be useful… or dangerous, should I try some curse magic or not…”

    He secured the fragment within his spatial rune, his mind wandering to the possibilities of expanding his mastery of magic. Necrotic energies were already within his repertoire, so delving into occult magic and dark rituals was a plausible path. However, such practices were considered even more malevolent than necromancy. They often demanded live human sacrifices or could be substituted by liters of blood and other vile acts. Worse still, these rituals sometimes carried a psychological toll, warping the caster’s mind and making them increasingly cruel.

    “Still, perhaps I could implement some dark debuffing runes. Those should be safe – at least to some extent.”

    While he could use buffing runes to make himself stronger he would gain even more of an advantage if he could reduce his enemy’s stats. Even if they would just decrease byt five or ten percent, that could be enough to achieve victory. Even the most trained fighter would probably have a hard time adjusting to a decrease in their agility, giving him a small window to retaliate.

    “Let’s see…”

    Name

    Roland Arden L 199

    Classes:

    T3 Runesmith Overlord L24 [ Primary ]

    T2 Runesmith Lord L50 [ Tertiary ]

    T2 Runic Engineer L50 [Secondary]

    T1 Mage L25 [ X ]

    T1 Runic Mana Scribe L 25 [ X ]

    T1 Runic Blacksmith L 25 [ X ]

    HP

    47855/47855

    MP

    72147/91771

    SP

    52114/65804

    Strength

    320

    Agility

    262

    Dexterity

    354

    Vitality

    333

    Endurance

    367

    Intelligence

    418

    Willpower

    404

    Charisma

    21

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