CHAPTER 43: FIREBALLS

His feet crushed the head of the undead, leaving only the core.

[You have gained 100 EXP, 50 demonic energy]

He turned around and the second was already attacking him again. Silva lunged at it, using his feet to kick it right in the chest and send it flying backwards, slamming into the ground and rolling. He followed up with a claw strike that completely destroyed what was left of the head.

[You have gained 100 EXP, 50 demonic energy]

Now the two were down and only the one with the sword remained. It locked gaze with Silva and dashed forward.

It was fast, faster than the other two. It leaped into the air and slashed from above. Silva dodged the attack, but before he could ready any sort of counter, the undead reached the ground, performed a crazy spin, and launched forward again.

"This dude is crazy," Silva muttered. He dodged, attacking with claw strikes left and right, but to his surprise, the undead dodged them, moving fast and nimble. It managed to get through and reach Silva, sword pointed and ready to stab.

Silva dodged the blade. It passed by an inch, but it had created an opening. He jabbed the undead right in the rib and sent it backward, then he spun and sent a kick into its skull, shattering a side of it.

The undead was furious at this point. It attacked again, this time with more vigor, going right for the head. Silva used his sensing; he could dodge the attacks easily no matter how they came.

The undead started slashing in a frenzy, and though it was fast and managed to push Silva back, it also had a lot of flaws, flaws that someone like Silva could easily see.

So at the right moment, he stretched out his hands and grabbed the arm of the undead, almost getting cut by the sword. Then he pulled in the undead, and with his free hand, he sent a punch right to the face, shattering the front of the skull.

The undead was stunned as it staggered backward. Silva came in running fast and with a knee to the head, shattering what was left and killing the undead.

[You have gained 150 EXP, 50 demonic energy]

He grabbed all the cores from the monsters and then used absorb on the strongest undead.

[You have gained 20 demonic energy]

After that, he walked away from there, headed deeper. He eagerly looked for a room because he knew that he had spent quite a bit of time and it would soon be an hour.

Lucky for him, he spotted a wooden door, so without hesitation he walked in. The moment he did, torches lit up along the walls, revealing a skeleton seated upon a luxury chair. It had on a purple and black robe, and above its hand was a purple orb with swirling energy inside.

Right off the bat, Silva could tell that this was no ordinary being. He tried to back out of the room, but the door shut and refused to budge. Some sort of forcefield covered it.

"I guess we are doing this," he muttered.

A purple flame lit in the eyes of the skeleton, its head turned slowly like a rusted hinge until it finally faced Silva, then it got on its feet and floated a few inches off the ground.

It lifted its second hand and pointed at Silva. The energy in the orb swirled more, and a purple fireball shot out, travelling fast.

Silva dodged quick, the flames slammed into the wall and exploded.

"Whoa, isn’t that a little too overboard?" he asked, but there was no response, just a second fireball coming in hot.

He dodged that again and another explosion followed. Seeing that this undead was a long-range mage, he decided to close the distance. He charged forward.

But the undead seemed to know what Silva was thinking. It raised its hand and a massive firewall shot up, blocking the path between them.

Silva was forced to stop, but then the firewall started moving toward him. He backed up as fast as he could, but it got closer quickly.

He had to do something. He used his sensing and saw where the undead was. He had to hit it if he was going to stop this. He pulled out his spear and threw it with all the precision that he had.

It tore through the air, and because the undead was focused on controlling the firewall, it couldn’t stop the spear. It lunged itself right into the chest of the undead and pinned it to the wall.

Immediately the flame wall stopped, a few feet away from Silva. The undead looked at the spear. It grabbed it and pulled it out, tossing it to the side.

But that time was all Silva needed. He closed the distance, going in with a punch. The undead reacted fast and a small flame wall got in between. His fist slammed into the wall; it shattered, but the undead had used that time to float away.

"Don’t think I don’t have ranged attacks, bony," Silva said and immediately used claw strike. It hit the undead, pushing it back and slamming it into the wall. Its robe was ripped and it suffered a heavy blow to its bones.

After that attack, it seemed the undead had enough. The flames in its eyes burned brighter, the energy in the orb spun faster, and then over twenty fireballs formed in the air.

They began firing like cannons. Silva dodged the first and second, but he wasn’t fast enough to dodge the third and had to block. He was slammed back and right into the wall.

He looked up and more were already almost at him. He gritted his teeth and threw a punch. His fist slammed into the fireball, causing an explosion and a chain reaction that destroyed the others with explosions.

Silva was blasted multiple times over. The cloak helped to protect him, but the explosions were too many and too heavy. His skin got burned all over.