The camp was still, the night blanketing everything in silence. Talon sat cross-legged near his tent, eyes closed. His mind drifted, and soon a white, foggy door appeared in the void of his thoughts. He pushed it open, stepping into his personal space: Black Iron Talon.The island looked the same as always—quiet, solitary, with colorful clouds rolling at its distant edges. At the center stood the familiar podium, glowing softly under a ray of golden light. Above it, a floating screen pulsed faintly.“Admin,” Talon called out.— How can I assist?“When I enter Black Iron Talon, is it just my mind, or can I bring my body here too?” he asked, considering the potential for escape if things went south in a fight.&md

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Axormus, the Wild Pastor, gritted his teeth as he darted through the ground like a living drill. Brythan’s relentless attacks were tearing through everything around him, leaving him no time to stop or even think. Every time he swapped positions with an unlucky animal using Position Swap, it bought him a second or two—but Brythan’s blades always followed.Above ground, Brythan laughed, standing calmly in the air on a floating broadsword. “Run all you want!” he called out. His voice carried over the battlefield. “You won’t escape me.”With his Wayfarer abilities, Brythan had already marked Axormus with coordinate tags. It didn’t matter how deep the Wild Pastor ran or where he swapped himself to. The moment he stopped moving, Brythan would be there.The air around Brythan shimmered again, and this time dozens of knives shot into the ground through an invisible portal.Beneath the earth, Axormus froze for half a second as the blades appeared—surrounding him, hovering in the dark.‘What?!’

Talon reviewed the new system notifications, his mind racing.[Major Quest: Perfect Rating Achieved.][Extra Rewards: Doubled completion rewards. Several heroes have perished attempting this feat. Proceed with caution.]It was his first time getting a completion rating, and seeing the word "Perfect" made him grin despite his exhaustion. Sure, he’d narrowly escaped death, but the rewards were worth it.A quick glance at his dashboard confirmed it: more system coins, karma points, and fortune tickets than he’d ever had. For a moment, pride swelled in his chest. He’d earned this.But the notifications weren’t finished.[Ding! Remaining Wild Pastors (2/4).] [Ding! Remaining Wild Pastors (3/4).]Talon froze. “What the...? Are they cleaning up shop without me? I can’t even get a crumb!”His irritation flared, but there was no time to sulk. He still held Orthur’s unconscious form in the mental plane. Just as he wondered what to do, Orthur’s body shimmered and disappeared.“What…?” Talon spu

As the storm raged in the Mental Plane, Talon watched in panic as a fork of lightning arced toward his mind island.“Yes! Yes! Take the Karma!” he shouted desperately, hands shaking.— Processing…The lightning slammed into an invisible barrier above his island and dissolved into harmless sparks.— Karma balance sufficient. Wish granted.A deafening thunderclap shook the entire plane, followed by a blinding golden light slicing through the tsunami surrounding his mind island. Talon shielded his eyes, but through his fingers, he caught glimpses of the surreal figures hidden in the storm—the Neophages. The light touched them, and they dissolved, fleeing or disintegrating in an instant.“What the…?” Talon stammered, lowering his arm.— Neophages eradicated.The sky cleared as the chaotic sea settled. Peace returned to the Mental Plane.A notification popped into his mind, accompanied by the familiar chime:[Notice: -20 Karma. -5000 System Coins.]“What?!” Talon’s jaw dropped. “Coins too?