KING OF FURRY CLAWS

Kaelen's blade gleamed under the faint light seeping through the fog as he cut down another Furry Claw inwhich his system has named with precision. His movements were sharp, fluid—an extension of his will.

Screech!!

The creatures screeched as their bodies dissolved into orbs of white light, which shot into him like before.

Ding!

[System Notification]

[You have collected 99 Magic Souls.

1 more required for upgrade.]

'Just one more huh?'

Kaelen's eyes glinted. He was one step away from unlocking whatever mysterious power his system had mentioned. This made him to search for the remaining furry claws passionately.

But then—

Silence.

For the next thirty minutes, he traversed the dense fog, sword ready, senses sharpened—but not a single Furry Claw appeared.

'Not one.'

A frown creased his face. Strange. Every time he had moved forward before, these creatures would attack relentlessly. But now? Nothing.