Ronald wasted no time in making his move. The towering humanoid golem, under his control, blocked Sam's path with its imposing figure. Its metal joints creaked ominously as it prepared to strike. However, Sam, fueled by determination and adrenaline, refused to back down.With swift reflexes honed by his previous battles, Sam evaded the golem's initial attack with ease, employing his wind step to dart out of harm's way. Despite the golem's size and strength, its movements were sluggish compared to the adversaries Sam had faced before, giving him the upper hand in the skirmish.As Sam prepared to press forward, ready to confront Ronald head-on, the golem unleashed another unexpected move. From a metallic nozzle on its hand, it fired an energy beam with startling precision, narrowly missing Sam as he dodged to the side. The blast breaks part of Sam's magic barrier, almost penetrating it.Undeterred by the golem's relentless assault, Sam pressed on, his determination unyielding. Ducking b
As Sam inched the flame closer to Regina's delicate cheek, the scent of singed hair filled the air, prompting Ronald to scream in distress. "I never stole any spells!" he protested vehemently, his voice filled with desperation.With Regina's tears streaming down her face and Ronald's cries echoing through the warehouse, Sam's resolve remained unyielding. "Then… how about your pupil? The great artificer … Alfred?" he pressed, his tone unwavering as he stared Ronald down.Ronald's gaze fell to the ground, his voice barely above a whisper. "I … don’t know…. I am not sure about it … but I do suspect him doing something bad before his rise. I once heard … he was talking to someone about a wizard.”"So you don't know if he was really involved in killing this wizard and stealing his spell?"“I don’t even know if that wizard is the same one you mentioned.""Killing a wizard? Stealing a spell? What nonsense are you accusing Sir Alfred of!" Regina screamed.“Shut up, Regina,” Sam warned.“Keep
Sam exited the building, and he scanned his surroundings, his mind already churning with a new plan. He knew he needed to utilize his arcane insight to trace the stolen spell's energy signature, but doing so within the Archon Enterprise complex would undoubtedly raise suspicion. Determined, he decided to seek a higher vantage point outside the complex.Spotting a nearby residential roof that offered a clear view, Sam considered scaling it. However, the idea of standing there in broad daylight made him hesitate. Instead, he opted for a different approach. He found a distant bell tower, which he could observe without drawing undue attention.From his elevated vantage point, Sam employed his arcane insight, scanning the Archon Enterprise complex for any trace of the stolen spell's energy. At first, the faint wisps of energy were barely discernible, scattered throughout the complex like ethereal tendrils. But Sam knew he needed more clarity to draw any conclusions.As the day progressed an
The dust settled and Sam found himself sprawled on the warehouse floor, a sense of imminent danger hung heavily in the air, signaling the beginning of a perilous showdown with Alfred. Before he could gather his bearings, the relentless assault continued as the golem's chains dragged him across the ground, leaving him vulnerable.Suddenly, another golem emerged, wielding a massive sword and shield like a formidable knight. With thunderous steps, it charged towards Sam, who was still being pulled. Reacting swiftly, Sam summoned his ace technique, clapping his hands together and channeling his energy outward to create a protective windsphere. Just in time, the windsphere intercepted the sword's swing and freed Sam from the grasp of the other golem.However, the respite was short-lived as two energy beams pierced through the windsphere, one grazing Sam's left shoulder and shattering the windsphere in the process. ‘Huh? It is still intact!’ Sam realized that his magic barrier had held f
The relentless swings of the knight golem's sword filled the air. Sam danced between each strike, narrowly avoiding the deadly blows. Meanwhile, the four-arm golem closed in, its massive frame casting an ominous shadow. With each step, it seemed to shake the very ground beneath Sam's feet, reminiscent of the brute warlock he had faced before, though lacking its lightning-fast agility.Across the warehouse, the centaur golem thundered into action, its horse-like metallic hooves echoing like a heavy tank in motion. Armed with two lances, it charged towards Sam with formidable speed, each swing of its double lances threatening to cleave through anything in its path.Thinking quickly, Sam seized upon an idea. Using the inactive golems scattered around the warehouse as makeshift shields, he positioned himself strategically, absorbing the oncoming attacks.With a deft maneuver, he directed the lance of the charging centaur golem towards an inactive horned golem, its metal body shattering up
Sam's heart raced as he forced Alfred to halt the charging of the devastating beam. But Sam’s hand could not reach him.Alfred flew back too quickly and too far for Sam to catch, leaving him to land on the ground once more. Aware of his vulnerable position, Sam retreated to the side of the warehouse where he could keep both the golem and Alfred in sight."Damned assassin! You are forcing me to use this!" Alfred's voice boomed, still convinced that Sam was sent by his rivals.From the raised platform in the corner of the warehouse, the fabric began to rumble then tear apart, revealing two massive claws that tore through the fabric. Emerging from it was a colossal metallic monstrosity, its presence filling the warehouse with an aura of dread."Behold, my secret project that I've been working on for the past three months day and night! The Drake!" Alfred declared triumphantly, his laughter echoing off the walls of the warehouse.The Drake Golem, partially obscured by the tattered cloth,
Even in defeat, the artificer still suspected Sam of being an assassin sent by his rival. "Who sent you?" Alfred demanded, his voice betraying a mix of defiance and desperation."No one," Sam replied firmly, his gaze steady as he met Alfred's accusatory stare."You are such a talented sorcerer," Alfred began, his tone shifting to one of persuasion. "Don’t waste your talent with them. Work with me instead. How much are they paying you? I can pay twice as much."Sam felt a twinge of temptation at the offer, but he quickly pushed it aside. He couldn't trust a man who had just moments ago sought to kill him. "No one sent me.”“Why do you care so much about hiding your master? Don’t you see my status and wealth? I can pay you even four times as much if you want!”“I came on my own," he asserted, crouching down to grab Alfred's collar with a firm grip.With his victory secured, Sam pressed Alfred once more. "Did you steal the wizard's spell?" he demanded, his voice tinged with urgency.Alfr
Four golem fists hurtled towards Sam with deadly precision and speed. With a swift series of wind steps, Sam narrowly evaded their crushing blows, his heart pounding in his chest as he saw the marks they left behind.But his respite was short-lived, as the onslaught continued from above. Golem hands, each wielding a menacing sword or lance, rained down upon him with relentless force. Sam reacted instinctively, hurling fireballs in a desperate attempt to counteract the barrage. However, his efforts proved futile as the projectiles did little to deter the relentless assault.Dodging and weaving nimbly, Sam rolled across the floor, his movements a mess as he relied on instinct as he attempted to avoid the deadly shower of metal. He threw more fireballs, not for damage, but to obscure Alfred's vision.With each fiery blast, the warehouse filled with smoke and flames, shrouding the battlefield in a haze of confusion. Sam seized the opportunity to maneuver through the chaos, his senses on h