The man infected by the Shadow Plague had reached the third stage, where he could make his body turn into a mist form. He stepped out of his cell with ease, and the bars of the cell went through him since he was nothing but a cloud of smoke. Dean and the Duchess kept stepping backwards as the man was advancing towards them. "You thought you locked me up in this cell, but I was just waiting here patiently to reach this form, and here I am. I have you to thank, but I'm sorry I must complete my mission now." The man said as he charged towards Dean and the Duchess at a great speed. Dean had received a quest that he should save the Duchess's life, so he readied himself. The shadow man charged forward at a great speed. Dean sent his hand forward to deliver a punch, but when the punch made contact, his hand passed through the man's body, and the man was nowhere to be seen. Dean felt a punch on his back, which sent him skidding some feet away. Dean looked at the man and noticed that

"What the hell were you thinking? Don't you know who she is? My father will hear about this," Tara said, looking at the Dark guild knights in disappointment. She had grown furious when she heard the full story of what had transpired. "I'm sorry, my lady," a knight said, casting an evil glance toward Dean."Mara, are you alright?" Tara asked her friend. Mara wasn't upset; she was relieved that the ordeal was over and thankful that Dean had been there to help. "Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry about it," Mara replied.The three of them headed inside, leaving the guards outside. The guards' eyes didn't leave Dean's direction until the door was closed. Inside the mansion, many people were singing, dancing, drinking, and enjoying themselves.Dean thought to himself, "Wow, I've never been to a party like this where everyone feels so free." Tara showed the group to where she was sitting with her friends.The group consisted of four boys and three girls; with Mara and Dean, it became five boys and

'So much for surpassing my grandfather, the almighty and undefeated Great Wizard,' Dean thought, a hint of frustration creeping into his mind. 'This system brings me trouble wherever I go.' Anger was written on Dean's face as he thought about this, the lines of frustration deepening on his forehead. But then, a smile appeared, softening his features. 'At least, along with the problems, the system brings its solutions.'"Hey Mara, what will be the best weapon to use when fighting a large set of enemies?" Dean asked, his curiosity getting the better of him."Uuhh... a double-bladed sword," Mara replied hesitantly. "Why ask? Don't tell me you want to fight those guys on your own, and besides, where will you get a double-bladed sword?" Mara's concern for Dean's safety was evident in her voice, her brow furrowed with worry.Dean looked at Mara with a reassuring smile. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before, however, I am the grandson of the Great Wizard, and his power runs in my veins.

Just when none of Dean's attacks seemed to be working on them and he had to think out of the box;((Congratulations, your stats have been updated. You can now check your stats on the dashboard.))With this notification, Dean felt a little pain in his body, but it stopped just as it came. Then he felt that the energy in his body had increased.'With this energy, I might stand a chance,' Dean thought.The glow in Dean's eyes increased. It no longer had a dim mixture of yellow and orange glow but grew brighter, having a light red glow this time. The line patterns appeared once again, this time even clearer.'So these lines are getting clearer as I level up. This skill, Weapon Efficiency, is better than I thought.'Dean was the one to charge in this time around for an attack. The Flame Wolves noticed that Dean was faster and stronger. For the first time, fear started settling in their minds.There were five of them left, so it gave them a little confidence. Dean had to give in all he had.

When the test was over, all students were given a strange round object called a pendulum, with a dark mirror at its center. It could be worn as a pendant when touched to the neck for some time or as a watch when touched to the wrist for some time. The device was a medium of communication powered by magic. The students were asked to check their pendulums to know their dorm room numbers. Dean was assigned to dorm room 2500. When he arrived, he thought, "I am sure that boy is the assassin in the prophecy; I must get rid of him on time." But Dean thought otherwise, "Finally, I can get some peace and quiet time for myself after a long stress." As he opened the door to his dorm room, expecting solitude, he was disappointed to find three other boys inside. They were quiet, with looks of shock mixed with fear on their faces."Only when I thought my day was worse, then this happens," Dean said. "Where is my bed?" he asked, and the boys pointed silently. Dean went to his bed and tried to sleep