The sunlight glinted off Marcus's sweat-soaked brow as he collapsed onto the soft grass outside the temple ruins. Behind him, the structure groaned and shuddered, finally caving in completely with a deafening roar. Elara stood beside him, hands on her knees, catching her breath.
But before Marcus could fully process their escape, a familiar voice rang out in his mind—a voice he hadn't heard since the chaos in the temple began.
"DING! Congratulations, Host! You've successfully completed the monumental task of Destroying an Ancient Nexus Orb! Rewarding you with: 10,000 System Points, a Rare Artifact Chest, and a Level-Up in Leadership Skill!"
Marcus groaned, dragging his hands down his face. "You've got to be kidding me. Where were you five minutes ago, System? I could've used some advice or help!"
The System, as always, ignored his exasperation and instead doubled down on its relentless cheer.
