Momentster, the dagger materialized in his hand. The de''s polished surface gleamed under the dim chamber light, casting faint, fleeting reflections onto the surrounding walls. Ss gripped the weapon tightly, feeling the perfectly bnced weight of the hilt in his hand. It was as if the weapon had been forged for him and him alone. He shifted his stance instinctively—his right foot sliding back to anchor his position, his body coiling like a spring. With a sharp exhtion, he swung his arm forward, unleashing the dagger with precision and all the strength he could muster.


    The de sliced through the air at a velocity so rapid it became nearly invisible. Its whistle was sharp and fleeting, marking its deadly trajectory. It struck true, embedding itself deep into the golem''s skull with a sickening crunch. The creature''s immense frame shuddered before copsing to the ground.


    A thunderous crack echoed through the chamber, silencing every voice and movement. The remaining students froze, their expressions shifting from terror to stunned awe as they stared at the now-lifeless golem.


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    The chamber descended into an eerie, almost surreal silence. The students exchanged uncertain nces, their faces painted with confusion. They didn''t fully understand what had just urred, and the sight of the god-like golem lying still only deepened their bewilderment.


    "What the hell just happened?" a short-haired boy muttered, his voice trembling slightly as his wide eyes remained fixed on the massive mutant sprawled several meters away.


    "Did we... get it?" a fire bender whispered, still clutching his weapon, half-expecting another attack.


    None of them had seen the dagger''s flight. Ss''s throw had been too fast, a blur even for their sharp senses. To them, it seemed as though the golem had simply copsed. The air of confusion was palpable.


    For a long moment, no one moved. The students stood rooted in ce, their collective gaze locked on the fallen golem. Then, cautiously, a few began to inch forward. Their steps were hesitant,den with the fear that the creature might rise again. The possibility of a trap loomed over them.


    Ss, staying several paces behind, unsummoned the dagger with a quietmand. The weapon disappeared instantly, leaving no visible trace of its lethal impact. The move was calcted. He had no intention of iming credit.


    The students finally reached the golem, their trepidation giving way to curiosity. They crouched beside the hulking body, prodding it with their weapons and hands to confirm its demise.


    "I guess one of our attacks finally got through," a fire bender spected, his toneced with self-satisfaction. "It was acting tough, but deep down, it must''ve been close to death already."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om


    "This bastard really had me thinking we were goners," muttered a wind ability user. To vent his lingering fear, he kicked the lifeless mutant before spitting on it in disdain.


    "Well, it''s done. Let''s start carving out the valuables," dered the short-haired boy, his voice authoritative as he crouched to pry at the creature''s eyes. "The Realm''s god is dead. This realm is copsing soon, so let''s grab what we can and get out of here."


    "Wait—where''s the golem''s sword?" a female student suddenly asked, scanning the area in confusion.


    Her question drew immediate attention. Now that it was mentioned, the weapon''s absence became ringly obvious. Explore more at empire


    "Yeah... where is it?" another chimed in, his eyes darting around as if the de might be hiding in in sight.


    "Who cares about the damn sword? Just help me with these body parts!" the short-haired boy barked, silencing further questions. One by one, the others knelt to assist, their greed outweighing their curiosity.


    Meanwhile, Ss seized the opportunity to slip out of the chamber unnoticed. His mission wasplete, and lingering posed unnecessary risks. As he left, he allowed himself a fleeting smirk, confident in his aplishment.


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    HIYAAAHHH!


    The piercing battle cry shattered the stillness as Sebastianunched a devastating punch toward an advancing goblin. His fist connected with brutal force, sending the creature flying across the chamber. It mmed into the wall with a sickening thud, its body crumpling lifelessly to the floor.


    Beside him, Vic drove his foot into the ground with calcted precision. A sharp earth spike shot forward, impaling three goblins in a single, ruthless motion. Dark purple blood sprayed across the cold, uneven floor, staining the stones beneath.


    Vic straightened, brushing his snow-white hair back as he surveyed the aftermath. He arched a brow in faint surprise as the remaining goblins, mid-charge, suddenly copsed and died where they stood.


    "They''re all dead," Vic stated tly, his gaze lingering on the lifeless forms. His tone carried no triumph—only a measured conclusion. "Which means someone killed the Realm''s god."


    "You think it was Ss?" Sebastian ventured, his curiosity breaking the silence.


    Vic''s expression hardened as he turned toward Sebastian, his piercing gaze locking onto him. "Why would it be Ss?" he countered, his voice dripping with derision. "He''s just a weakling with no mutant abilities, remember? He''s probably out there clinging to Angelica, scavenging scraps like the parasite he is."


    "But," Sebastian pressed, "if I recall, he mentioned going solo earlier. That kind of confidence doesn''te from nowhere. Maybe he''s hiding more than we know."


    Vic snorted dismissively but said nothing. Instead, he turned and began walking toward Zoey and David, who stood further back. Before he could reach them, movement on the horizon caught his eye—a group of students approaching.


    Vic stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowing as recognition dawned. The group''s leader, nked by three others, stepped forward. He was a towering figure with muscr arms crossed over his chest and a dark, brooding expression that sent a chill through the air.


    "Hello, Vic," Billy greeted, his deep, gravelly voice cutting through the tension like a de.


    Vic''s jaw tightened, his mind racing. He knew exactly why Billy was here, and it wasn''t going to end well.


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    A/N: Vote with your Golden Tickets for an extra 2 chapters, and a castle for a mass release of 10 minutes.