«[ Warning: Power Surge Imminent]»
Quinn's eyes widened as the interface hovered before him, flashing warnings that pulsed in bold red letters, making him stumble backward.
«[ System Alert ]»
«[ Analyzing.....]»
«[ Processing....]»
«[ System Update Available..]»
'The fuck's going on.....?' Quinn felt something shift inside of him, something that rattled in his veins, like liquid fire.
«[ New Spell Unlocked: Cursed Scourge ]»
Cursed Scourge? Quinn cocked an eyebrow, his mind still trying to absorb the updates, but then the interface warned again.
«[ Error: Power Surge Detected]»
«[ Error: System Overload Imminent]»
«[ Warning: Magic Consumption High ]»
The system beeped loudly.
Just exactly what he needed
Everything was turning red in his eyes, flashes of bright shades that flickered to life repeatedly.
«[ Level Up: 8 ]»
«[ +300 Mana, + 100 HP, +100 XP ]»
«[ Level Up: 9 ]»
«[ +50 Mana, + 100 HP, +50 XP ]»
«[ Level Up: 10 ]»
«[ +100 Mana, +50 HP, +60 XP ]»
«[ Jinx: Level Up]»
«[ New Ability Unlocked: Shape Shift ]»
«[ Level Up: 11 ]»
«[ +150 Mana, +100 HP, +100 XP ]»
«[ Level Up: 12 ]»
«[ 50 Mana ]»
«[ Level Up: 13 ]»
«[ New Spell Unlocked: Devil's Mercy]»
«[ Level Up: 14 ]»
«[ +200 XP ]»
«[ Level Up: 15 ]»
«[ New Spell Unlocked: Covenant Of Life ]»
«[ +100 HP, +150 Mana ]»
«[ System Update: Complete]»
*
His eyes drifted down to the Undead Knight, its forming shimmering as it began to dissolve into streams of darkness. Quinn's brow furrowed. 'So, that's what happens when I finish an extract?' He remembered the moments leading up to this, the feeling of drawing strength from the very essence of something already so dark.
He couldn't help but grin as realization washed over him. A jumble boost! Just one defeated, one completed extract, and boom, his levels increased. Making him wonder just how powerful he was, compared to before.
Level 8, then 9, then 10.... The surge of power was intoxicating, and he could almost taste the magic lingering in the air. Quinn took a deep breath, letting the sounds of the notifications settle in his mind. A small laugh escaped his lips. "This....this is incredible." He looked back at the now empty space where the Undead Knight had stood, feeling a hint of nostalgia mixed with excitement.
As he stood there, the glowing interface flickered one last time, and Quinn's eyes narrowed into curious slits. 'let's see what this Covenant of Life can do.'
«[ Spell: Covenant Of Life ]»
«[ Description: Allows user to convert their life points into healing magic, which can be used to restore health to allies. The spell enables the user to channel their own life force into others. ]»
«[ Effects: 200 HP per person healed. ]»
«[ Range: Spell can be cast on multiple targets within a 10 meter radius. ]»
'I can work with that....' Quinn grinned, looking at where Emilia laid. He extended his hand towards her, and made the interface bring out his status:
«[ Mana: 1050/1170 ]»
«[ HP : 650/650 ]»
«[ XP : 595/595 ]»
Quinn's eyes gleamed with excitement as he gazed at Emilia's wounded form. He growled, his voice low and husky, before chanting the words: "Covenant of Life."
A blinding light enveloped Emilia, and Quinn watched intently as her wounds began to heal. The interface updated, displaying the changes:
«[ HP: 450/650 ]»
Quinn deemed the cost worth it, as Emilia started coughing, then waking up. He grinned, feeling a sense of satisfaction. 'So, do I have to do this to everyone else?' Quinn thought, 'What a drag?'
Just then, Ares emerged, clapping his hands together, a slow smile spreading across his face. Quinn jumped, caught off guard. He had forgotten that Ares was still watching, lazy enough to interfere.
"I've never seen such talent from a young man," Ares said, his voice dripping with admiration. Quinn froze, scratching the back of his neck in awkwardness. He met Ares's gaze, seeing a smirk playing on the older man's lips.
"T-That was nothing,"
Ares narrowed his eyes. "Where did you learn that specific kind of magic?"
"W-What do you mean?"
"Nevermind." Ares growled silently, clearing his throat and staring back at the chaos. Different thoughts were racing up and down his mind, because from what he could remember, a Darkling could only be here if it was summoned by someone. Someone who was powerful enough to tame it. But who?
And yet again, his thoughts were screaming, pointing back at Quinn who had just demonstrated a talent for Demon Arts.....but where did he learn it? A minor who could easily out power a Darkling? That was something you don't hear about everyday.
It scared him.