That Damn Snake Has Found Me

Realizing the tide was turning, Raegar's pulse quickened. He spun around, eyes scanning for an escape. The Ghouls were closing in too fast. With a final, brutal slash, he cleaved through a creature's skull and sprinted.

His boots pounded the earth as he bolted into the woods, the relentless horde chasing after him, hungry for more. He rushed through the dungeon while avoiding the monster attacks that threatened to bring him down.

As he sprinted across a shallow stream, a blur of movement crashed into him, knocking him off balance. Instinct took over, and his blades flashed, stabbing into the creature's flesh before he unleashed a Lightningfire Blast at point-blank range.

The explosion sent the beast hurtling backward, but it quickly scrambled to its feet, its hollow eyes locking onto him with predatory hunger. ''Wendigos. They're at the peak of Tier One,'' he muttered, gripping his weapon tighter.