‘Run!’This was the only thought screaming in Clinton’s mind as soon as he moved.At the moment, he was surviving in a dangerous battlefield.Any reckless movement he made could result in his death, exacerbated even more by the fact that his skeleton body was so damaged.This was why Clinton took his time after arriving at the decision to escape towards the gateway, searching for the opportunity to escape.If he was the focus of the Night Reaver’s attack, Clinton would be long dead, he won’t even have the chance to look for a chance to escape but luckily, he was not the target of attack which gave him some leeway to maneuver.Then came the question, where was the gateway?Clinton had no idea where the gateway to leave the 2nd level of the Dungeon of Azarick, the Monster Domain was but he had an advantage. That advantage was exploring a significant part of the Monster Domain already.Before deciding to settle down in his bastion, fortifying it, just like he did in the Decaying Forest, C

DING![You have gained an Ephiphany!][You have unlocked a new magic affinity: Ice Magic!][New Skill Unlocked: Frost Shard – Lv. 1]>Condense ambient cold mana into a sharp projectile of ice. Deals moderate damage and slows the enemy on hit.>Cost: 10 MP.>Cooldown: 5 seconds.Clinton trembled.He could feel it through his being, permeating through his bones like an eerie presence born of the arcane.He wasn’t a skeleton anymore.He was becoming something more.And the trial of Gravemaw was only beginning. The Gate Guardian was still as all-powerful as before, with no way to take it down.Unlocking 1 magic skill, even if it was his first magic skill did not make Clinton all-powerful all of a sudden. He was still the same, just with a new source of energy that he could tap into, and new and maybe better options in a battle.Could frost shard do anything to the Gate Guardian? Clinton doubted but at this moment, he didn’t focus on the magic skill itself.Rather, his attention was on the

The light from the collapsing gate flickered out behind them, sealing off the chaos of the Monster Domain with a final, echoing groan.And then, silence swallowed them.Clinton, cradled over Garrick’s shoulder like a scorched relic of death and defiance, blinked slowly as the new world came into view.A dense mist curled at the edge of twisted trees. Vines hung like nooses from branches that groaned like the dead. The air was thicker here, hungrier.Clinton shivered as he felt a cold chill crawl down his spine.‘No solace’. He thought, suddenly indignant.The trio had escaped annihilation. They had done the impossible, survived the cruel crucible of the monster domain, fought its countless monsters and survived, fought and escaped the Night Reaver, fought Gravemaw and lived to tell the tale, but they hadn’t found peace.They had simply stepped into another hell.‘F*ck! F*ck! F*ck it all!’ Clinton felt like howling in anger.Well, what did he expect? Peace? Solace?By now, it was alrea