Perfect Execution

Through countless trials and errors, he pioneered advancements in rune magic that had long been forgotten. With his deepening expertise, he crafted tools, weapons, and even daily-life conveniences to test his theories. His workshop became a place of endless innovation, where he designed enchanted training equipment, self-cleaning clothing, magical refrigeration units, and even kitchen appliances powered by mana-infused runes. But these were mere stepping stones toward his ultimate goal—creating the perfect combat gear.

Inspired by the superheroes from Earth, he developed multiple prototype suits, each iteration improving upon the last. The fifth and final version was as close to perfection as he could manage with his current knowledge. Unlike his previous models, this one was not just armour—it was an extension of himself.

The suit, primarily black and dark grey, was layered with enchantments that allowed him to amplify his physical abilities fivefold if used continuously for three days. In extreme conditions, he could push this limit to ten times his natural strength for twelve hours, though at the cost of extensive repairs or even total replacement due to rune efficiency and mana cleansing issues. The suit absorbed the impact of physical attacks, redirecting a portion of the force into his next strike, turning defence into an opportunity for a counterattack.

A fully enclosed helmet replaced the earlier face mask, integrating an advanced air purification system that filtered out toxins and hazardous substances. The visor, an intricate combination of enchanted lenses, provided enhanced vision across multiple spectrums—thermal, mana detection, and more. Even the darkness held no secrets from him.

Stealth was another key feature. His suit had an innate stealth affinity, allowing him to blend into shadows and mask his presence from magical and physical detection. Attached to the suit was a flowing cape, not just for aesthetic appeal but as a dedicated stealth-enhancing adapting to each terrain, further cloaking him in obscurity.

The suit's utility didn't end there. Spatial storage compartments—twelve in total—were built into the design. Though each was small individually, they combined to create a space roughly the size of a small room. Due to the complexities of constructing spatial runes, this was the most efficient design he could manage at the time.

To power this masterpiece, he devised a central mana storage system, with each storage seal capable of holding 300 units of mana. He could stack up to ten of these seals, ensuring the suit remained operational even in the most demanding conditions. To mitigate mana consumption, small but strategically placed shields were integrated throughout the suit, offering additional protection without excessive energy drain.

Perhaps one of his most impressive innovations was the thin, millimeter-long anti-magic shield embedded into the suit's framework. While not absolute, it could reduce the impact of magical attacks from low-tier Adept-ranked opponents by up to 55%, giving him a significant edge against spellcasters. In dire situations, the suit could even heal up to 75% of his injuries, restoring his body to a functional state. Additionally, temperature regulation allowed him to withstand extreme heat and cold, ensuring survival in harsh environments.

Despite all these enhancements, one of his greatest weapons remained his gloves—his most refined creation. Designed to amplify his abilities, they were an extension of his will, channelling his power with unparalleled efficiency.

But Elyn knew that even the best equipment was useless without preparation. And so, he extended his influence beyond his own body—into the world around him.

Elyn had learned that lesson well. He didn't just fight his enemies—he dictated the battlefield before they even realized they were stepping into a trap.

He had meticulously marked several hundred kilometres of the forest surrounding his home with an intricate network of advanced tracking seals. Each seal, carefully placed and nearly undetectable, functioned as a surveillance system, monitoring movement and other significant activities. If someone managed to locate one, it would explode instantly, leaving no traces behind. Moreover, in cases of minor damage, the seals could repair themselves by absorbing corrupted mana and purifying it up to 30%.

His room housed large maps displaying the real-time movements tracked by his seal network. The data wasn't just stored—it was transmitted directly to his suit, keeping him constantly informed of any potential threats. This system was made even more effective through his control over small insects, bred and modified using specialized mind-control seals. Lately, he had conducted a successful experiment using an army of spiders to attack his target—a test that had exceeded expectations.

To support this overwhelming influx of information, he had integrated specialized support runes into his mindspace, ensuring his mind wouldn't collapse under the sheer volume of data. But information alone wasn't enough. He needed firepower—hidden trump cards that could turn any battle in his favour.

Before stepping into any unfamiliar territory, Elyn conducted extensive reconnaissance, ensuring he never acted blindly. He would investigate a location two to three times before setting foot in it, using every available resource at his disposal—his insects , his tracking seals, and even long-range detection tools embedded within his suit. Every possible route was mapped out, from entry points to multiple escape paths, allowing him to adapt to any scenario. He simulated countless ways in which things could go wrong, devising countermeasures for each potential failure. If a situation spiralled beyond control, he would already have an exit strategy in place, ensuring that he could vanish without a trace. To him, preparation wasn't just a precaution—it was survival.

Among his deadliest weapons was a shotgun-like device, deceptively compact but capable of unleashing the raw power of a small mana cannon. A single shot could obliterate a peak-tier Adept, making it a weapon of finality. For more subtle eliminations, he carried an array of explosive seals, stealth seals, and trap seals, each crafted for specific tactical purposes.

Long-range engagements were handled by a sniper weapon, designed to kill enemies from miles away with pinpoint accuracy. For close-quarters combat, he had his augmented bows and arrows and an arsenal of potent poisons. His collection ranged from slow-acting toxins to instant neurotoxins, mana-dissipating venoms, and even specialized airborne poisons. One particularly insidious creation was a set of terrain-adaptive poison beads. These small, camouflaged capsules could be placed using his insects, releasing an odorless, colorless, and untraceable gas on command—killing targets silently and efficiently.

And yet, all these weapons paled in comparison to his primary blade. His dagger, meticulously enhanced through countless experiments, was a work of deadly art. It could cut through enchanted armor, pierce magical defenses, and ensure that any opponent unfortunate enough to face him in close combat would not live to tell the tale.

Preparedness extended beyond weapons. He never ventured anywhere without carrying enough supplies to last six months, with extended provisions capable of sustaining him for two to three years if necessary. His tool kit was always on hand, ensuring he could craft, modify, or repair any of his seals at a moment's notice.

Elyn had transformed himself into a one-man army, a force that operated from the shadows yet could strike with devastating precision. He no longer feared defeat—because he had made sure that the next time he faced an opponent, it would not be a battle.

It would be an execution.