Thalionwatched as the healthy warriors sprinted toward the hole in the wall, the big axe man had created, leaving their wounded and most of the healers behind.
Eyeing the easy credits to claim, he waited until most had passed through. Then he struck. Appearing before the first healer, he tore her head off with a swing of his claws. A few swipes later, the remaining eight lay lifeless on the ground. He looted their belongings and waited for the fight inside the base to progress further. From a distance, he observed Steven attacking two mages who stood atop the highest tower.
The man wasn’t much of a fighter. He flew straight at the mages, getting blasted away every ti a spell struck his shield.
Steven’s power could have ended the battle swiftly, but fortunately for Thalion, the confrontation dragged on.
Now, Thalion sprinted through the breach in the wall, ready to slaughter anyone in his path.
The large place behind the wall was empty, save for corpses scattered on the ground. He looted their belongings and devoured the bodies with the tendrils of darkness before seeking more fighters. Eventually, he entered one of the larger streets, where he saw twenty people looting corpses in front of a large house, as though they were waiting for sothing.
Charging at full speed, he caught them completely off guard. The first three fell instantly under his initial attack.
Most of the group scread in panic, slashing wildly at him. Thalion retaliated with violent swings of his claws, sending bodies flying like discarded puppets.
One man, wielding a large hamr, lunged at him. Thalion seized the hamr’s shaft and hurled the man into the nearest wall. A sickening crack echoed as the man’s bones shattered.
So continued to slash at him, while a mage hurled a fireball in his direction. Thalion absorbed the strikes, then flung a corpse into the fireball, causing it to explode near the mage, throwing him off his feet.
Thalion dashed toward the mage, and before the man could rise, he was upon him, ripping him to pieces.
The remaining fighters, already gravely injured during his earlier frenzy, were easy prey. Thalion finished them off one by one.
His health had dropped to nearly 50 percent but was rapidly recovering thanks to his high regeneration.
The last survivors were the man with the hamr—now fully healed—and a healer standing behind him.
Thalion dashed toward the hamr-wielding man, only to slam headfirst into a mana barrier conjured by the healer. The impact sent him stumbling back. As he rose, the man was upon him, bringing the hamr down with full force.
Thalion rolled to the side, narrowly evading the strike. Springing to his feet, he leaped at the man, his jaws snapping down. The man was too slow to raise his hamr in defense, and monts later, his headless body collapsed to the ground.
Turning his attention to the healer, Thalion advanced as she conjured another barrier. This ti, he was ready. He tore through the barrier with his claws, then grabbed the woman by the neck and lifted her into the air. Perhaps she would provide valuable information.
Before he could question her, the door to the large house creaked open, and the man who had destroyed the wall earlier stepped out.
Thalion reacted instantly. He snapped the healer’s neck and tossed her aside before launching himself at the new challenger.
This was no ordinary warrior. His armor glead with runes, and his axe radiated a bloody aura—likely a spirit weapon.
Thalion appeared before the man and lashed out with his claw, activating Shadow Claw.
The man scread in surprise but managed to block with the shaft of his axe. Thalion grabbed the axe’s handle and, with a swift rotation of his body, hurled the man across the street, slamming him into a house on the opposite side.
Thalion leaped after him, aiming to strike before the man could recover. But the axe-wielding warrior was fast. He rolled aside, rising quickly, and swung his axe at Thalion.
Thalion jumped back, narrowly dodging the red, glowing edge of the axe, which had grown in size.
Suddenly, an arrow struck Thalion’s back, dealing massive damage. It had to be a charged shot.
He dove to the side as another arrow whizzed past and spotted the archer perched on a rooftop.
In an instant, Thalion scaled the wall of the building, reaching the rooftop in seconds. The archer tried to stab him with a short sword, but Thalion dodged and dispatched him with a swipe of his claws. Without pause, he leaped back to the street to face the axeman once more. His wound from the arrow had almost fully healed, but unfortunately, the axe-wielding warrior was back on his feet as well.
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Both charged at each other. Thalion dodged beneath the man’s swing and grabbed the man’s leg, hurling him into another wall before the axe could strike.
The man’s enchanted armor saved him again, allowing him to rise quickly. This was annoying since any weaker warrior would have died after such a throw.
The axe began to glow as the warrior unleashed a massive, magical slash. The attack resembled the active ability of a mana blade and would have killed Thalion instantly if it hit.
Thalion leaped onto the nearest wall, narrowly dodging the spell. The man unleashed a second slash. This ti, Thalion dropped to the ground as the attack obliterated the house behind him.
He sprinted at the warrior, closing the gap before the axeman could swing again. Grabbing the axe’s shaft, Thalion wrenched it aside while slashing at the man with Shadow Claw.
The warrior managed to evade by releasing his weapon and diving away, but not completely—Thalion’s claws tore through his armor and nearly severed his arm. The man scread in agony.
Thalion pounced, driving his claws into the man’s chest and pinning him against the wall. Activating Abyssal Bite, he prepared to end the man’s life.
Before Thalion’s jaws could close around the man’s head, a beam of light struck him, hurling him into a nearby house.
A figure with radiant, glowing wings descended, unleashing a torrent of white flas at Thalion. Recognizing the danger, Thalion pushed his body to its limits, dashing aside to evade the flas. With a powerful leap, he landed on the roof of the large house and fled across the rooftops. A final jump carried him over the wall, where he landed on soft grass and sprinted toward the jungle. He glanced back but saw no one pursuing him.
Thalion sprinted deep into the jungle, the dense canopy swallowing him in shadow. His wounds healed rapidly, thanks to his regeneration ability, though his body still bore the lingering ache of the intense battle. As he reached a familiar clearing where many plants with dark affinity had fully regrown.
Tonight had been a complete success. His credit score now stood at over 90,000—enough to purchase advanced materials and items for his experints. More importantly, he had gained two levels. He carefully allocated his free points. Dexterity for the umbral predator and wisdom to enhance his human abilities. The increased speed and precision would make him deadlier, while the wisdom would bolster his spellcraft.
As he leaned back against a gnarled tree, Thalion allowed himself a rare mont of reflection. The raid had gone almost too well. The warriors had been disorganized and the healers were woefully underprotected. Even the so-called elite fighters had fallen far too easily. Was this truly the best the settlent had to offer?
He closed his eyes, sorting through the scattered mories of the fight. The winged figure. That one was different. The radiant energy he had wielded was potent, almost holy in nature—an unusual challenge for Thalion as umbral predator, whose power thrived in darkness. That man would need to be dealt with carefully.
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