The last of the ghouls fell and a notification appeared before Cyan. He had leveled up. causing another increase to his stats. As usual his bonus stats did not raise, but his core ones increased by their common increments. He was now level 4 and could feel the strength rising in his body.
His muscles did not grow. but he could feel that their quality had gotten much better than before. his large build did not change, but he was stronger, faster, and tougher than before. His body was not the only aspect that had gained strength. His mind had recieved the biggest boost of all, as his intelligence and wisdom stats were higher than his physical stats.
He grinned as he checked his stats, He was now level four.
Name: Cyan Wolfbane
Clan: wolf
Age: 1
Level: 4
Strength: 60
Dexterity: 60
Constitution: 50
Intellect: 75
Wisdom: 80
Cunning: 10
Perception: 7
Mana: 150
Mana Regeneration: 40 per minute
1) Summon pack
Summons your former pack to fight by your side
2) beast king aura (passive)
Wild beasts at or below your level will not actively attack you unless provoked
3) subjugate
(passive)Defeated beasts will acknowledge you as their king, following your commands obediently.
(Active) Allows you to absorb a usable skill from a subjugated beast. (1/10)
4)
Increases wound regeneration by a factor of 1/10 of constitution.
5)
Increass proficiency with a bow, raising perception by 7.
6)
7)
Your physical attacks gain the water attribute doing an additional 25% water damage. each attack lowers your mana by 1.
Cyan quickly looked over his stats before he collected the arrows he needed. He nodded at the party. "We did remarkably good, but don't let it go to your heads. This dungeon has killed more adventurers than not, especially on the third floor. we need to keep vigilant and treat every battle as if our lives are on the line. Because they are."
The group slowly advanced further into the dungeon. They encountered several other groups comprised of a mixture of archers, mages and the ghouls. The fights went by rather quickly with minimal injuries to the group. Pugsly had begun to distinguish himself as he took the hit several times for members of the pack that would have otherwise been struck. His high constitution led to the injuries being very minor.
Days passed, when the group got tired they would return to the safe room to rest. They took the advancement slow. it did not take long and the dungeon began to respawn the mobs that had previously been wiped out. This was all within Cyans plans however. They would stay here and grind experience for the time being. That and collect the staffs of the mages.
Beka had done some experiments with the staffs, and found that only the crystal on too had the corrosive liquid inside of it. Through trial and error she had been able to remove the Crystal's, carrying them around in a bag on her hip. She had already collected a lot of them, but only used them when the squad was in a tight spot. They reminded Cyan of grenades, and had become calling them as such.
Time flew by as they repeated their cycle of killing and resting. 2 months had passed, and Cyan had leveled up again. He had finally met his goal of level five, and the party was ready to advance to the third floor.
Cyan looked over his peck and Beka with a look of pride. He had spent over a year with the pack, and even with a new alpha they felt just like his family. They were his brothers and sisters, much more so than the beast men siblings his mother had birthed. He had no attachment to those creatures.
Beka had earned the respect of the pack through the last four months of fighting together. They did not see her as a member of the pack, rather as a companion to the king. They gave her a degree of respect and listened to her opinion, but when it came down to it it was Chica or Cyans words that were law. The arrangement worked for Beka, as she was not a member of the pack or even the same species. She herself had a lot of respect for the pack, they worked together flawlessly and were extremely efficient.