The Cerulean Blade rolled smoothly into Arion's palm. As it did, he swiftly slashed the scavengers jumping into the air towards him.
Realizing his mana points were depleted, Arion knew he could only rely on wielding his sword without special abilities. He embarked on a determined run to swiftly finish every scavenger.
Wraiths possessed only the ability to scare, not harm. Consequently, Arion eliminated the scavengers until only four remained. "I could have finished them with lightning control," he mused, watching the remaining four flee.
Sensing wraith distractions, Arion leapt into the air, swiftly grounding all of them. "Four more scavengers to go!" he declared, chasing after them to retrieve demon pills for stat boosts and mana points.
Suspicion arose as he chased the scavengers to an isolated building. Halting, Arion contemplated whether to proceed. The building stood about five thousand meters tall, resembling the structure of an old temple.
