Chapter 92

Lucas thrust his metal spear into the throat of the Onyx Mother, his teeth bared in a snarl. "Just die already, you overgrown rat!" The massive badger, its smooth fur marked with white lines, let out a final, gurgling wheeze. It was level 82, a nightmare of speed and durability that had pushed Lucas to his absolute limit. He felt his mana pool hit bottom; there was only enough left for one more spear if this hadn't worked. The beast went limp. The heavy weight of its body slumped against...