Damon took a long, deep breath. All his preparations were as complete as they could be under the circumstances, though the rushed setup left much to be desired.
His shadow coiled at his feet, restless and hungry, though not yet to the point of taking over.
He opened his system panel, scanning the familiar stats with a frown.
[HP: 50/50]
[Mana: 90/90]
[Strength: 9]
[Agility: 17]
[Speed: 35]
[Endurance: 10]
[Class: —]
[Shadow: 60]
[Shadow Hunger Levels: 40%]
[Shadow Level: 2]
[Condition: Shadow is Mildly Hungry]
[Attributes: Umbra]
[Skills:]
[5x] [Remorseless] [Shadow Perception]
[Locked]
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Damon clicked his tongue. The incident with Renata earlier had taken its toll, forcing him to use his shadow just to survive her aura.
"Using my shadow to resist her was a waste," he muttered bitterly.