<6 months prior>
<Shaman POV>
Hiding in the darkness of a large crypt, I slowly approached my target until it was at a comfortable range.
I grabbed the handle of my sheathed katana and concentrated on my breathing. I closed my eyes and put all of my focus on the tier 9 leader in front of me. It was an eldritch priest who had not yet noticed my presence.
It was at least 10 metres tall, wearing a robe filled with holes that revealed its rotting bones. Skulls, jewellery, body parts and black mist covered the eldritch's robe, suggesting it specialised in necromancy. It carried a book that had constantly glowed an eerie green , leaking a faint mist that formed shapes resembling skulls.
Focusing the flow of mana into my katana, I imbued it with starfire, my most powerful element at the moment.
*Exhale* Letting out a long breath, my entire body relaxed. In that moment of pure focus, I opened my eyes and locked on to the priest.
Pushing off my feet, I instantly appeared a few metres behind the eldritch priest while pulling out my katana, which contained almost all of my mana.
As soon as it was released from the confines of the sheath, all the mana I poured into it exploded. My katana was completely covered in a raging flame, turning everything around it to ash.
Slashing upwards and through the eldritch's body, I instantly split its core into two pieces and set its body ablaze. The sheer force of the attack crushed everything in front of me, causing the entire crypt to shake.
There was a visible slice in the concrete that made up this place from which many visible cracks branched out, progressively growing deeper as the wall threatened to fall apart. Luckily, once the shockwave from my attack had dissipated, the shaking had stopped and the place had yet to collapse.
Unfortunately for the eldritch, it didn't even have time to react, as everything happened in a span of a few milliseconds. From an outside perspective, it looked like I teleported from where I stood to behind the Eldritch. My attack wasn't even visible to the naked eye, so fast that only aftereffects could be seen.
When I sheathed my katana, it instantly extinguished my starfire, and shortly after, a system message appeared, showing how many levels I had gained.
[Level 643 -> 683]
[647/1000]
[More of your potential has been unlocked!]
*Sigh* "At this rate, I am not going to reach level 1000 within the year." Although I had gotten 40 levels from one kill, that one attack had almost expended all of my mana. It was also getting slower and slower the closer I got to level 1000 and soon I'd need to aim for tier 10 monsters.
A gust of wind swept through the dungeon carrying the bones of the skeleton warriors that protect the crypt, which I had completely avoided thanks to my spatial walk.
Emerging from the massive dust cloud was Clara in her partial demon form. She now had proper control over it, allowing her to permanently stay in that form if she wanted to.
Although she prefers not to stay in that form since she disliked its monstrous demeanour. It darkens her hands and feet, which have become claws, all the while her eyes completely turn black. Her horns also grow in size, coupled with a weird circuit pattern that branches out to her skin.
It had that old sci-fi vibe that comes across like some computer simulation, but from what Clara had told me, they simply line up with her mana veins.
"S-sorry." I apologised to Clara, as it was the only thing I could do. I was unable to move any part of my body except my head, meaning I was completely at Clara's mercy.
*Sigh* "You're lucky my demon form allows me to take on tier 9 mobs. Otherwise, you would be left here for dead." Clara rubbed her forehead out of frustration, which was fair since she was right.
Right now, I am the only one who can actually clear this dungeon, except for our tutors. Clara was also an exception, but she can only fight a handful of monsters before running out of mana. She could try to fight the boss, but without a finisher on the same level as mine Clara has no chance.
"I know... But you will come to my rescue so it's fine, right?" Clara was my life insurance since I had no way to contact Tyso while in the dungeon.
"Tsk, still doesn't mean nothing can go wrong. What if I can't make it in time?" Clara showed her overprotective side, which has only become more prominent ever since Elysia left.
"Trust me, I would have used lover's call if I was in a pinch, so please don't panic." I knew Clara meant the best for me, but it wasn't like I was going into the dungeons without a plan.
"Hmph." Clara pouted, as there was no room left for her to argue.
"We should probably leave before the skeletons regenerate." It wasn't urgent since Clara literally blasted all their body parts to smithereens, but if we spent all our time talking it would eventually spell trouble.
"Yeah, yeah, I know." Clara walked up to my side and, with one hand, grabbed the back of my kimono and lifted me onto her shoulder.
"Oof, do you have to be so rough?" My body may be durable, but being picked up like some kind of doll was still unpleasant.
"I thought you liked it rough?" A smirk appeared on Clara's face and she started to grope my side while I was utterly defenceless.
"Arghhh~!!! STOP ITTT~!!!" It was a torturous feeling, being at the complete mercy of a vindictive predator. So I had to stay there, slumped over her shoulder, as she had free reign over my body.
"This is punishment for making me come here. Clara continued to use her hands to touch every part of my body while walking towards the exit.
'Elysiaaaa i miss youuu~.' I sobbed internally. Surely, if she were here I would be saved... right?