Roar!!
"Die!!" Kaelen exclaid valiantly as he struck his blade of eternity into a skull of a ferocious beast.
Slash!
Roar!!!
The ferocious beast lay lifeless on the forest floor, it's massive, serpentine body coiled in death. The python-like creature was enormous, it's thick, scaled form stretching over twenty feet long. It's scales, dark green with streaks of deep black, glistened with a sinister sheen, each one as tough as iron.
The beast's head was particularly fearso, with eyes that had once glowed a nacing yellow, now dull and lifeless. It's mouth, agape In a final, silent hiss, revealed rows of razor sharp teeth, each one designer to rip and tear through prey. The powerful jaws, which had once been capable of crushing bones, were now slack I'm death.
Embedded in the center of the python's broad head was Kaelen's Blade of Eternity, it's brilliant blue blade shimring with a faint, mystical light. The blade had pierced the skull cleanly, the force of the strike driving it deep into the creature's brain. The point of entry was marked by a dark, bloody wound, the surrounding scales cracked and fractured from the impact.
The python's once mighty coils lay slack and motionless, the thick muscles no longer pulsating with a lethal strength. It's body was a testant to its ferocity, each segnt of the coiled mass capable of crushing and constricting with deadly force. Now, those coils lay still, the life force drained from the once formidable predator.
**Congratulations, you have slain a Level 8 Great scaled python!!**
**900 Exp gained! (1300 Exp remaining to next level up)
**Sword Mastery Level increased ( 1)**
**200 coins gained!**
"Two more kills and I should arrive at Level 8" Kaelen muttered as he pulled out his sword out of the ferocious beast. Right after that, the beast quickly transford into dust.
"Now then, let's see the beast that cos next for the slaughter" Kaelen muttered with a thrilled look on his face. But right at this mont, the system in him suddenly brought out a notification with a screen on his face.
**Legacy Quest detected!!**
**Do you wish to accept it? (Yes/No)**
'Legacy quest?' Kaelen thought with a confused look on his face.
Boom!!
But Kaelen didn't dwell on this matter for long as a sound of an explosion which rang out not far from Kaelen drew his attention.
'Huh? What is going on over there?' Kaelen thought curiously. And this curiosity made him to quickly accept the legacy quest before he rushed towards where the explosion ca out from without checking the contents of the quest.
**Legacy Quest accepted**
**Details: Uncover the secrets of the Veilwood forest core**
**Rewards:A Legacy Quest Chest**
**Failure: Mana restriction for two days**
Boom!!
"Hand over the key to the ruin!!"
"No!!"
"You are ssing with the wrong duo, Sofia!"
At this mont, Kaelen have arrived at where the explosion ca from. And what he saw are two boys ganging up on a girl.
'Why am I always eting her at the wrong ti?' Kaelen thought with a strange look on his face when he find out that it is actually the girl who he et at the changing room in the orientation building.
As for the two boys, one of them exuded a palpable air of cunning that was imdiately noticeable to anyone who crossed his path. He was of average height, with a lean and agile build that suggested both speed and dexterity. His sharp, calculating eyes were a striking shade of icy blue, constantly shifting and assessing his surroundings with an almost predatory intensity.
His hair, dark and slightly tousled, frad a face that was both handso and unsettling. His features were finely chiseled, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline, but it was his expression that set him apart. A perpetual smirk played at the corners of his lips, as if he was always one step ahead, always privy to so secret knowledge that others were not.
The boy's attire was impeccable, his internal student uniform ticulously maintained, yet there was an air of deliberate nonchalance in how he wore it. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned at the collar, his tie loosened just enough to suggest a disregard for strict rules while still adhering to them.
His movents were fluid and confident, each step purposeful, as if he was always maneuvering through a ga only he understood. He often kept his hands casually in his pockets, but his eyes never ceased their constant, watchful scan of his environnt.
Even his voice carried a subtle edge, smooth and persuasive, with a tone that could easily sway or deceive. When he spoke, it was with an assurance that left little room for doubt, yet those who listened closely might catch the underlying manipulation in his words.
As for the other one, The boy stood out imdiately among the internal students, his brutish aura unmistakable. He was tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and a muscular fra that spoke of raw strength. His posture was imposing, often standing with his arms crossed over his chest, making him appear even more intimidating.
His face was rugged and stern, with a square jawline and a slightly flattened nose that looked like it had been broken and reset more than once. His eyes, a deep, piercing brown, glared out from beneath a heavy brow, always seeming to be on the lookout for a challenge or confrontation.
There was a permanent scowl etched into his features, as if he was perpetually displeased with the world around him.
His hair was dark and cropped short, giving him a rough, no-nonsense appearance. A few scars, likely the result of countless fights, marked his skin, adding to his fearso look.
The boy's internal student uniform was often worn in a disheveled manner, the sleeves rolled up to reveal muscular forearms, and the tie loosened almost like how the boy next to him kept his. His shirt, though part of the uniform, was usually untucked and creased, as if he had little regard for maintaining a neat appearance.
His hands were large and calloused, with knuckles that appeared battered and bruised from frequent use. When he moved, it was with a deliberate, heavy gait, each step exuding a sense of purpose and threat.
Even his voice matched his brutish exterior – deep, gravelly, and often laced with a growl, making it clear that he was not one to be trifled with. The way he speaks soumds direct and often intimidating, his presence alone enough to make many step aside or avoid eye contact.
"I got this key first so you guys don't have any right to ask for it" the girl who apparently is nad Sofia said with a cold look on her face.
"But are you strong enough to keep hold of it?" The cunning looking boy asked with a small smirk on his face.
'What are they talking about? What key?' Kaelen who has already taken cover in a bush a fair distance away from the three of them thought with a curious look on his face as he tried to find the key they were talking about on Sofia. But not long after, his eyes landed on an item that is in Sofia's right hand.
'Is that the key?' Kaelen thought with a confused look on his face.
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