Extra's Magic



Grrr...

With the growl of the shadow echoing in my ears, the air seemed to thicken with tension. My heart raced as I gripped my longsword even tighter, the golden glow intensifying along its blade.

The very essence of the weapon resonated with my resolve, and I knew that this battle was inevitable.

Swish...

The shadows began to converge, their forms slithering and gliding across the deck, their movements synchronized in an eerie dance of darkness. As they closed in, my instincts took over, guiding me through the chaos. Every fiber of my being focused on the task at hand, on repelling these hostile beings.

Whoosh...

With a swift motion, I lunged forward, my longsword slicing through the air. The blade met the first shadow, and there was a brief clash of energies, a collision of light and darkness.

Clank...

The impact reverberated through my arm, and I felt a surge of adrenaline as the shadow recoiled from the strike.

But there was no time to savor the small victory. The shadows pressed on, their numbers seemingly endless. I spun, the golden arc of my blade cutting through the darkness.

The air filled with the sound of clashing energies and the eerie cries of the shadows as they dissipated under the weight of my strikes.

As I fought, I found myself falling into a rhythm, each movement flowing seamlessly into the next. The dance of battle was a symphony of steel and shadows, a dance of survival against an otherworldly foe.

I dodged and parried, striking with precision and timing that came as much from instinct as from skill.

With each shadow that vanished under the fury of my attacks, a renewed surge of determination coursed through me.

These creatures were not invincible; they could be defeated.

The thought gave me strength, and I pushed myself harder, my movements becoming more fluid and more calculated.

But the shadows were relentless, their movements unpredictable and ethereal. They seemed to come at me from all angles, their forms twisting and reforming in ways that defied logic.

It was as if they were testing the limits of my skill, probing for weaknesses in my defenses.

"Fuck you!"

With a fierce yell, I channeled my Mana into my blade, the golden glow intensifying to a blinding brilliance. The shadows hesitated as if sensing the surge of Mana emanating from me.

Seizing the opportunity, I launched a series of powerful strikes, the Mana-covered blade cutting through the darkness like a beacon of hope.

Hiss... Hiss...

One by one, the shadows fell, their forms disintegrating into nothingness. The deck of the ship was littered with the remnants of their existence, a testament to the battle that had taken place.

Huff...

My breath was heavy, my heart pounding, but a sense of triumph filled me.

The moon emerged from behind the clouds once more, casting its silvery light on the scene. As the last of the shadows vanished, I stood amidst the aftermath of the battle, my longsword still aglow with residual energy.

With a weary sigh, I lowered my blade, the tension in my muscles finally easing. The ship's deck was now eerily quiet, the only sounds being the distant rustling of the reeds and the soft lapping of water against the hull.

The Shadow corpses began to slowly fade and flicker out of existence, making me sigh in relief.

Fighting these creatures was hard since I couldn't use my Weapon Style.

It was literally named 'Silent Shadow Style'.

I didn't try it but cutting a Shadow with another Shadow seemed...

Impossible?

Or maybe it was the other way around and I was just a dumbass...

With a wry smile, I sighed and channeled Mana into my blade once more.

The battle was not yet over.

Splash... Creak... Splash...

The second wave of Shadows began to emerge from the water, their forms rising with an eerie grace.

Using their twisted and long limbs they pulled themselves onto the ship's deck, their obsidian eyes gleaming with malice.

This time, the Shadows didn't seem to be humanoid. They resembled grotesque creatures, twisted amalgamations of different beasts with sharp claws and fangs protruding from their dark forms.

The sight of the second wave of shadows emerging from the water sent a shiver down my spine.

Gripping my longsword tightly, I braced myself for another round of battle, the golden glow of the blade illuminating the scene.

Tap...

With a determined breath, I stepped forward to meet the oncoming onslaught.

The Shadows advanced with an unnerving fluidity, their twisted limbs moving in unpredictable patterns.

This time, I couldn't rely solely on my instincts; I needed to strategize and adapt.

Swish...

As the first shadow lunged at me, I sidestepped its attack and brought my blade down in a powerful arc. The sword met the shadow's form, and there was a clash of energies as the blade cut through the darkness.

Hiss...

The shadow let out a soundless hiss, its form flickering as it dissipated into nothingness.

The battle had begun anew, and I was determined to make every strike count. I engaged with the shadows in a deadly dance, weaving between their attacks and countering with swift, precise movements.

My Authority became an extension of my will, a conduit through which I channeled my determination to overcome this darkness.

Swish... Slash... Clash...

The sounds of battle filled the air, punctuated by the eerie hisses and growls of the shadows. With each strike, I focused on targeting their weak points, their twisted forms offering openings that I exploited with calculated efficiency.

The golden light of my blade was a beacon of defiance against the encroaching darkness.

But the shadows were not to be underestimated. They adapted their tactics, their movements becoming more coordinated as they tried to overwhelm me. I couldn't afford to let my guard down for even a moment; the shadows were relentless, and their malevolent presence was palpable.

As I fought, I couldn't help but wonder about the source of these shadows.

Did the Dungeon really produce all of them?

Huff... Huff...

My breath was heavy, my body pushed to its limits as the battle wore on. The constant dance of dodging, striking, and parrying demanded both physical and mental stamina. But I refused to back down, my determination burning brighter than ever.

Whoosh...

A surge of Mana coursed through me, and I channeled it into my blade with renewed focus. The golden glow intensified, casting a brilliant light that pushed back the encroaching darkness.

"Ughhh..."

With a fierce cry, I launched a series of powerful strikes, each one fueled by the strength of my resolve.

Hiss...

The shadows hissed and shrieked as they were forced to retreat, their forms flickering and fading under the onslaught of my attacks. The deck of the ship was once again littered with the remnants of their existence, a testament to my determination and willpower.

But the battle was far from over. Even as the second wave of shadows dissipated, a sense of unease settled over me.

As the moon emerged from behind the clouds once more, casting its silvery light on the scene, I took a moment to catch my breath. The air was heavy with the scent of battle, and the deck of the ship was marked with scorch marks and shattered fragments of shadow.

My eyes instantly darted around, trying to spot any more adversaries in between the forest of reeds.

I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something else lurking in the shadows, waiting for its moment to strike.

Tap...

My ears caught a faint sound, a subtle tap that seemed to echo from beneath the surface of the water. My instincts went on high alert, and I slowly backed away from the ship's edge, my longsword still gripped tightly in my hand.

Swish...

And then, without warning, the water erupted with a deafening crash. A massive shadowy tentacle burst forth from the dark depths, its sheer size and power sending shockwaves through the ship.

Splash...

Water splashed everywhere, making the deck slick and treacherous.

I stumbled, momentarily losing my balance as the ship rocked beneath the force of the impact. My heart raced, and I fought to regain my footing, the golden glow of my longsword illuminating the chaos around me.

The massive tentacle writhed and twisted, its surface a mass of shifting shadows. It lashed out with incredible speed, crashing down on the ship's deck with bone-crushing force. I dove to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike as the tentacle smashed into the wooden planks, sending splinters flying.

Creak...

The sound of the impact reverberated through the air, a testament to the sheer power of the creature lurking beneath the waves. The ship creaked and groaned under the strain, its timeworn structure tested to its limits.

My mind raced as I assessed the situation. This was no ordinary shadow; it was a colossal, malevolent force that had been lying in wait. The darkness seemed to writhe around the tentacle as if it were a living entity.

Hiss...

The creature emitted an eerie hiss, a sound that sent shivers down my spine. There was a malevolent intelligence behind its actions, a sinister intent that was far from natural.

It was a Shadow Kraken.