The wind warped and compressed as the disastrous metal-plated arm tore upward through the air.
Seth, long anticipating an attack, swerved out of reach, the tumultuous gust whipping him further back, spinning through the atmosphere.
His armor hummed, purple sigils pulsing as the primordial mist in the core swirled like an activated reactor, stabilizing his frame.
Someone else in Seth's shoes might have been too overwhelmed by the situation. From his encounter with the eerie trade master until now, everything had been shrouded in a dense mist of mystery.
Even the system was proving vague in both description and quest, but Seth had already deciphered a few things.
From the class quest to the dungeon, he understood the assignment and knew what the system wanted from him.
Seven Foes, Seven Paths — the system said. Adding that to the dungeon's description about the Seven Immortal Kings and the Seven Heroes…
The way to completing this quest couldn't be any clearer.
