After the others took the right hallway, Nox rounded a corner and finally reached a large chamber — wide and dome-shaped, with high ceilings and rows of tall black pillars. The room felt ancient, as if something terrible had happened there long ago.
At the far end, he saw it—
A battalion of Scourge forces.
And not just any soldiers.
These were Champions.
At least seven stood there, and at the center of their group was a grotesque figure — a Commander. Twice the size of the others, with a long two-pronged spear and a crooked crown of bone on its head.
And worse?
They had noticed him.
But the intruder didn't flinch. Instead, he only smiled as he summoned the Shapeshifter's Core, placing it in his ear.
[Item: Shapeshifter's Core (Ascended Rank)
Description: A mysterious artifact that adapts to any form its owner desires—weapon, armor, or tool. Passively accelerates mana regeneration by 50%. Bound to soul.]
