The three of them sprinted towards the exit, their footsteps echoing in the now eerily quiet school. The usually bustling corridors were filled with a sense of urgency as teachers and students alike rushed to their designated shelter points. Mr. Castellanos emerged from his office, his face grim. "Dungeon breach," he bellowed over the alarm. "All hunters to the front lines. Now!"
Simon's mind was a blur of fear and excitement as they reached the school's armory. He hastily equipped his gear, feeling the weight of his wand and the reassuring coolness of the holy water vial against his skin. Alex checked the blade of his sword with a steely gaze, and Lily's eyes glowed with an icy determination. They were as ready as they could be for the chaos that awaited them outside.
As they sprinted towards the breach, the ground trembled beneath their feet. The cacophony grew louder—the roars of monsters, the clanging of weapons, and the shouts of their fellow hunters. The doors to the school swung open, revealing a scene of panic and destruction. The industrial park had become a war zone, with undead creatures spilling out of the newly formed dungeon gates. The trio locked eyes, nodded, and dashed into the fray.
Simon's hand trembled slightly as he raised his wand, and with a flick, he summoned his first skeletal minion. It emerged from the ground, a grisly spectacle of bone and decay, ready to fight. He felt the rush of mana as his minions comes from the ground he sent it to defend lily.
Alex was already in the thick of it, his sword a blur as he sliced through the undead. His muscles rippled with each swing, a testament to the countless hours he'd spent in the gym. Lily, on the other hand, was a vision of cold precision. Ice spikes shot from her fingertips, impaling the monsters with a chilling finality.
Simon focused on his task, his mind a whirlwind of incantations and strategy. He knew Alex was a force to be reckoned with, but the sheer number of enemies was overwhelming. He had to keep the pressure off him and ensure Lily could continue her onslaught. With a flick of his wrist, he sent another skeletal minion to Alex's side, the creature moving with an unnatural grace that belied its bony structure.
Suddenly, a massive shadow fell over him, and a monstrous roar shook him to his core. He looked up to see an undead knight, its rusted armor gleaming with an unnatural light. The creature was at least 10 levels higher than him, its power radiating menace. Simon's heart sank as he realized the knight had noticed him. He barely had time to react before the knight's sword came crashing down, aiming for his head. With a desperate cry, Simon summoned his skeletal shield raising a bone shield just in time to soften the blow.
The impact sent him skidding across the pavement, his vision swimming with stars. He rolled to his feet, his wand slipping from his grasp. The knight's eyes, once filled with the lifelessness of the grave, now burned with a ferocious hunger for battle. Simon's hand scraped the ground, searching for his wand as the creature approached, its steps echoing like a funeral march. He felt the cold steel of the weapon in his hand and took a shaky breath, willing his trembling limbs to stand firm.
As he began the incantation for another minion, the air around him grew thick with the stench of decay. The undead knight raised its sword, ready to deliver a crushing blow. Simon's heart raced, the words of his spell on the tip of his tongue, when a sudden gust of wind blew through the battleground. He glanced up to see Lily's eyes blazing with icy fury as she sent a flurry of shards at the knight. They bit into its flesh, but it didn't even flinch. The creature's gaze remained locked on Simon, its grin widening, revealing a mouthful of rotted teeth.
In the heat of the moment, Simon's mind went blank. The spell he was about to cast slipped away like sand through his fingers. Panic set in, but before he could react, Mr. Castellanos appeared beside him, his own staff crackling with arcane energy. "Focus, Simon!" he bellowed, slamming his weapon into the knight's side. The monster staggered back, giving Simon the opening he needed.
With a burst of speed, Simon invoked shadow step, his body blurring as he darted to the knight's side. He could feel the creature's cold, malevolent aura wash over him as he approached, but fear was no match for the determination that now surged within. He took a deep breath, his hand shaking slightly as he pulled out the holy water vial from his pocket. In one swift motion, he shattered it against the knight's rusted armor, the sacred liquid sizzling on contact.
The knight let out an unearthly scream, its eyes widening with agony. Its once powerful limbs began to wither, the undeath that had fueled it moments ago draining away in the face of the purifying liquid. The creature stumbled back, its armor blackening and crumbling into dust. Simon watched in amazement as the creature that had seemed so invincible just moments ago was brought to its knees by his own hand.
As the knight collapsed, a faint light emanated from within its chest, coalescing into a small, leather-bound book. The book hovered in the air for a brief moment before dropping to the ground with a soft thud. The necromancer's heart raced. Skill books were rare and precious, holding the secrets to new abilities and powers. This had to be a sign that he was on the right path. He stepped over the crumbling remains of his foe, his eyes glued to the prize.
Spell Name: Bone Shieldman
Type of Magic: Necromancy
Desired Effect: This spell summons a formidable Bone Shieldman, a skeletal guardian clad in armor forged from the bones of the fallen. The Bone Shieldman stands vigil over its summoner, ready to absorb blows and protect against any incoming danger. Its presence instills fear in adversaries, as the clattering of bones echoes ominously with each movement.
Power Level: Moderate
The leather-bound book lay before him, its pages yellowed with age and stained with the residue of ancient power. Simon's trembling hands carefully opened it, revealing arcane symbols that danced before his eyes. He could feel the energy contained within, yearning to be unleashed. His teacher, Mr. Castellanos, shouted over the din of battle, "Hurry, Simon! We don't have time for this!"
With a deep breath, Simon focused on the incantation. The words were strange and alien, but as he spoke them, they grew familiar. He felt the mana within him surge, coalescing around the symbols etched in his mind. As he summoned the bone shield man it rises with a big rectangle shield of bone and a sword made of bone in the other hand.
But just as the creature reached full form, a wave of dizziness washed over Simon. His vision blurred, and he falls backward , the bone shield man protects him from a attack from Skelton while he stands back up and stumbles, the incantation incomplete. The effort had drained more mana than he had anticipated. He could feel the energy leaving his body, leaving him weaker than ever before.
Lily noticed his struggle and dashed over, her eyes flicking between the bone shield man and the oncoming skeletal warrior. She raised her staff, a spike of ice shooting towards the skeleton with a speed that was so fast the skeleton couldn't reacts. The skeleton shattered into a hundred pieces, the danger averted for now.
"You okay?" she asked, her voice filled with genuine concern.
Simon nodded, his eyes still locked on hers for a fraction of a second longer than necessary before dropping to the ground. "Yeah," he said, his voice a bit too loud in the sudden silence of their battle-filled world. "Let's keep going."
As they pushed forward, the dungeon's entrance loomed ahead, the air thick with the stench of decay and the ominous sense of danger. The ground began to shake once more, a prelude to something much greater. The roars grew closer, more ferocious, and a shadow fell over the trio. They looked up to see a bone bear emerge from the dungeon, a creature of huge proportions.