When the dust finally settled, the arena was littered with the defeated. The few who remained conscious were battered and exhausted, their faces etched with disbelief and terror. Tsukishima surveyed the scene with cold satisfaction, his glowing eyes taking in the remnants of the once-proud challengers. “Is this what you wanted, my lord?” Lucian's voice was tinged with dark amusement, a faint smile playing on his lips. “Yes.” Tsukishima replied, his gaze unwavering as he looked over the fallen competitors. “This is only the beginning.”
Tsukishima had not only secured his place as the tournament’s most formidable contender but had also showcased the terrifying potential of his summoning powers and the might of the Demon King. His demonstration left an indelible mark on all who witnessed it. With a snap of his fingers, the portal and the demonic army vanished, leaving only Tsukishima and Lucian standing amidst the carnage. The sudden absence of the monstrous soldiers intensified the surreal atmosphere, the silence broken only by the faint murmurs of the awestruck crowd.
“That was quite enjoyable, my lord. I do hope you are able to provide such fun again.” Lucian remarked, his smirk widening. “There will be more, I assure you.” Tsukishima responded, his voice as cold and commanding as ever. With a casual wave of his hand, he dismissed Lucian, who bowed deeply before fading. As Tsukishima turned to leave the arena, the weight of his victory settled heavily over the crowd. The spectators, still reeling from the spectacle they had witnessed, began to murmur among themselves, their conversations a mixture of fear, respect, and speculation about the lich’s next move.
Word Count: 272
Total Word Count: 1,824 / 1,200 [20% WC Reduction]
Quest Completed
Learned Portal into the Abyss A-Rank Spell
1,824 / 1,200 [40% Spell Training WC Reduction]
[83 base intelligence + 65 (Armor)]