Chapter 6: And I Died

"Greetings, your new level-up, refined, and enhanced weapon: Spear of East Winds is in your weapon slot now."

"Finally, I'm nervous as hell right now."

"I understand you being nervous but even I, your tactical servant, know that you'll survive the next fight."

"Oh, you want to replace me? I'm more than happy if you-"

"That's not possible."

"Well then just show me the weapon status and I hope it'll save me from my upcoming death."

Weapon: Spear of East Winds

Type: Spear

Level: 20/40 (Wielder needs to level up for further leveling up)

Refinement: 20/40 (level the weapon for further refinements)

Enhancement: 40/40 

Class: D (Final Class. Further leveling and refinement will not affect the Class)

Weapon Attribution:

Hp: +350

Attack: 50

Note: 

Permanently adds HP when equipped. 

"Additional Hp?"

"Yes. Upon enhancing up to level 40, the weapon's hp increased. But technically, this spear is an HP base weapon."

"Not bad. Considering it escalates my hp."

"It is not that bad. It's good actually. HP-based weapons are rare. And you will not find any of those easily."

"Okay. I got you. Please equip it now."

"Equipped."

"10 Seconds before the Copper Door will open. Prepare before entering"

I hear a chime sound the door before me opens up. I gulp before entering the door. As soon as I enter the room, a chilling fear creeps into my chest along with the coldness of the room. 

"Quest name: Can you stand the coldness?

Task: Kill the Floor Boss "Drake" within 8640 minutes.

Condition: Failure to defeat the enemy within the time given will be punished.

Punishment: Second Death

A loud growl can be heard throughout the dark room, making my knees feel like jelly. And when the candles are lit up, a large, giant-sized white wolf appears before me. 

Appraisal result: 

Name: Drake the wolf

Level: 40

Skill: Menacing eyes

Beast type: Magical Beast

Elemental Magic: Ice

Physical attack:1000

Defence: 2000

"Are you kidding me? This bastard is a tank and a popsicle maker! Not to mention a damn strong beast! I'll die in a second he moves!"

"I suggest a little bit of prayer will help you clear this floor."

"Ughh, Psych help with this or you will die together with me!"

Suddenly, the big bad wolf sneers at me like he is planning something, something bad news. And my hunch is correct when the bastard decides to pour me some ice spikes coming from above. And not only that, he's starting to grow some pointed spikes trying to impale me as I dodge his raining ice spikes.

I can't do anything but to dodge all his attacks. One wrong move, I'll be a human possible or human barbeque in ice spikes. 

As I'm trying to find a way to attack, suddenly, I feel aching on my left shoulder. As I look at it, it's a small piece of ice spike, the same size as my daggers pierced in my shoulder. 

"Holy fudge!" I hissed. I have to take it off otherwise it will cause me another problem. 

"You're boring," he says. "And here I thought someone had passed the bronze door and finally made it here but eh, you're weak."

"Are you stupid? I only conquered two low-level bronze doors and then your damn administrators threw me here!" I yell at him as I try to pull the damn ice spike out of my shoulder. 

"Oh? Is that right?" He says as he starts to move, stepping sideways from his original position. "Maybe you annoyed them and then they decided to send you here to be killed and eaten by me."

"Don't look down on me, bastard. You'll need to walk through hell before you will be able to kill me. I refuse to die without fighting."

The wolf laughs. 

"Oh? How are you going to do that? Look at your stats, it's a piece of trash."

"Bastard!"

After dodging the last row of his spiked ice, I start to charge at him. 

"How amusing," the wolf says and makes a slash, meeting me halfway. 

I try to stop and dodge the slash but I'm not lucky enough to dodge the fourth slash of his paw. It hits me right on my stomach, slicing the clothes I wear, and gives me a long wound. It's not deep but damn it hurts a lot. 

"Oh, you poor thing," the wolf mocks me. "Sooner or later you will end up my chew toy."

"Warning! You're hp is decreasing rapidly, Vi! You need to dodge his attacks otherwise you'll die! Your remaining HP is 200/4500. Each hit, you're losing 10."

"Dodge how? The bastard's too fast and can even use his elemental magic as well as his physical attacks."

"What's wrong? You're talking to yourself? I understand. It's fine talking to yourself especially when you are about to die," he says and starts to charge, raining me some shits spikes again. 

I'm about to run and dodge the spikes when I notice that I can't move my feet. As I looked down, I was horrified to see my feet were planted on the floor wrapped with ice. 

"It's a game over for you, small fry," the wolf says as he opens his mouth wide and I see the rows of his canines' aiming to chew me become his food. 

As the spikes hail down on me, I need to act. 

"Psyche! Prepare the spear!"

"Understood! The spear is in the line, waiting to be used!

The spear is ready to be deployed. All I need is to let the wolf move closer to me, enough space for me to execute my plan. My plan is to insert the spear between his upper and lower jaw to prevent it from biting on me. I'm sure the spear will able to hold on, enough for me to slice those incoming ice spikes free myself, and finish the bastard off.

I might die here and transported back to the lowest floor which I already conquered but I'm not going down without this bastard down with me. 

"You'll end up in my stomach, woman!" He screams as his mouth reaches my approximate distance, where my left arm will reach the inside of his mouth.

"Now! Psyche,"

"Spear deployed!"

The spear appears vertically inside the wolf's mouth with the spear blade upward. The wolf closes his mouth thinking he got me but starts to trash when the spear's blade pierces his upper jaw. 

Angered, he slashes twice using his two front paws aiming at me as I free my feet off of the ice. 

The slash and the ice spikes hit my body but I dodged it, barely made it out. 

"Warning! Your body received multiple hits and it's bleeding. Your HP decreasing rapidly!"

"So be it. I just need my HP to reach that number so I can deliver my final attack on this damn wolf. Flash my hp on the screen!"

"You're not thinking about using it, don't you?"

"I need to use it."

"You can't. You broke your two arms, your legs have been pierced by spikes and wounded by the slashes you barely dodge! If you use it, your body will not withstand the damage! That attack needed a stable body."

"The hell I care, show me my HP!"

"50/4500"

"40/4500"

"30/4500"

"20/4500"

Drake successfully takes out the half part of my spear from his upper jaw and looks at me. 

"You will die for good, bitch!" He screams and runs towards me.

"10/4500"

"5/4500"

I inhale and wait for my HP to drop to 2. 

"2/4500"

Wolf releases two slashes to me but I invested my last remaining strength to my feet. I push myself to jump higher than the slashes and make sure I land on the wolf's head. I'm not entirely sure if my feet will be able to hold my weight but I must deliver my one last trump card. 

I land on the wolf's head, piercing the left and right sides of his head, burying the daggers as deep as I can inside his skull.

The wolf thrashes, shaking its head. I lost my grip on my daggers and I ended up being thrown away, colliding on the floor's wall. Blood oozed from my mouth and I was breathing heavily.

"Psyche, the bow!"

"You'll-"

"1/4500."

"Now! This bastard will regret insulting me. I'll make sure he'll die in my hands."

The bow appears in my hands. I aim it right in between the space of my buried daggers and unleash the arrow.

In my life-and-death state, I watch how my arrow pierces the wolf's head, making him stop moving and collapse on the floor. 

That's the scene I last witnessed when the darkness had taken me….