36 Wraith (1/2)

Her words sent a shiver down my spine. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked back at me. ”The goddess does not want this to happen. So you must get stronger. we have to finish this dungeon. Only with the blessing she can give you do you have a chance.” Tears continued to flow from her eyes as she spoke. and yet her face was filled with determination. ”The dungeon only has one more floor. it is below. However it is the boss floor, and the Boss is on the verge of breaking into B rank. we have to kill it. Even if facing it is certain death.”

She did not say another word as she jumped into the portal that went down. There was no notification of entering a new floor, but my body could feel the all too familiar sense of traveling, yet being in the same spot. Soon Pain racked my body as holy energy surrounded me.

I fell to the floor panting heavily. When I looked up Alex was already in combat. Her giant hammer flashing in a speed I had never seen from her. It dawned on me that she must have activated her only skill. [Blood Rage] which doubled her strength and agility but at the cost of her defense.

The creature she was fighting was similar to how we portray death on earth, a 4 meter tall skeleton in a black robe with glowing red eyes. In it's hands was a giant scythe.

[Wraith]

A servant of undeath. It attacks with its powerful scythe made of bone and death energy. It has the capability to summon up to 20 skeletal soldiers at a time.

It has incredible speed and strength. It is immune to poison damage, but weak to holy damage.

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I cursed in my mind. This was not a fight I could help with. My only ability was my poison, Without that I was basically useless. I stood there as I was forced to observe the battle.