The two of them walked side-by-side through the crowd, which parted for them automatically. With every step closer to the black hole, Owen could feel an invisible pull and a chilling cold radiating from its core. The surrounding chatter slowly faded, replaced by an uncomfortable silence.
Nova stopped at its edge and turned to give him a final smile. "Ready?"
Owen gave a firm nod. He didn't answer with words, but his blazing eyes said it all.
With that signal, they both stepped over the invisible threshold at the sa ti.
Instantly! The feeling of being sucked into a violent vortex slamd into Owen. His body felt weightless and distorted for a mont. His entire world beca nothing but lines of purple and black light, shooting past at high speed, before everything went dark…
And in the next instant, Owen's vision returned to normal. The uncomfortable sensation from a mont ago vanished, replaced by a sudden, biting cold that gnawed at his skin.
He was standing in a dark and vast underground catacomb. Damp stone corridors stretched into the darkness, their ends out of sight. Only the faint, blue glow from patches of "mana moss" clinging to the walls and ceiling served as a creepy guide. The air was thick with the musty sll of the earth and the faint stench of death that had hung in the still air for centuries.
Before Owen could even adjust to his surroundings, a chilling, scraping sound rose from all directions!
The ground before him trembled before pale yellow, bony hands shot up through it, followed by the bodies of dozens of "Skeleton Warriors." At the sa ti, from the dark crevices in the walls, the bodies of "Frenzied Zombies," so rotted their ribs and internal organs were visible, erged. Their eyes were hollow sockets, lit by a blazing red fire. They let out a mournful shriek that echoed through the catacomb before charging at the two of them instantly.
"Watch closely, Owen… This is a real 'cardio' workout!" With those words, Nova shot into the middle of the encirclent like a raging storm.
She didn't use brute force for a direct assault but moved with a beautiful, fluid grace, like a dance. She stepped on a zombie's head, using it as a springboard to launch herself into the air, before twisting mid-air and bringing her heel down on a skeleton warrior's skull, shattering it to pieces. Then, she landed softly, her elbow slamming into the middle of another zombie's back, snapping its spine. It was a "dance of death," both beautiful and powerful. She was clearly enjoying it.
Owen, who had been watching, was stunned at first, but the sight of Nova happily rampaging through the horde of enemies ignited a fierce fire in his heart. He roared and charged into the fray, not to help her, but to "join the fun" with her!
The battle raged on. Owen used the Mana Steel Knuckles as his main weapon. He relied on his strength and the martial arts he had trained in to clash with the monsters directly. Every punch landed with a loud "THWACK! CRACK!
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