The Assassin’s Pledge

Chapter 3: The Amulet

The next morning, Sung-min woke to the sound of distant chatter and the clatter of weapons being sharpened. The guild’s dormitory was alive with activity as hunters prepared for their daily missions. He sat up, his body still aching from the previous day’s battle, and glanced at the amulet resting on the small table beside his bed. Its faint pulse had grown stronger overnight, casting a soft, eerie glow across the room.

“You’re up,” Li Wei said, entering the room with a tray of food. “I figured you’d need this after yesterday.”

Sung-min nodded, taking the tray with a grateful smile. “Thanks. Is there any news from the guild?”

Li Wei shook his head. “Not yet. But I overheard some of the researchers talking. They’re definitely interested in the amulet. Whatever it is, it’s got them spooked.”

Before Sung-min could respond, Dae-hyun and Jung Uk entered the room, their expressions grim. “We’ve got a problem,” Dae-hyun said, closing the door behind him. “Kang’s been asking around about us. He’s not buying our story about the dungeon.”

“Great,” Sung-min muttered, setting the tray aside. “Just what we need.”

“We need to be careful,” Jung Uk said, his voice low. “If Kang finds out about the amulet, he’ll either try to take it or report us to the guild. Either way, we’re in trouble.”

Sung-min nodded, his mind racing. “We need to get stronger. Fast. If we’re going to protect ourselves and figure out what’s going on, we can’t afford to waste any time.”

The group spent the next few days pushing themselves harder than ever before. They trained from dawn until dusk, honing their skills and testing the limits of their systems. Sung-min focused on mastering his Shadow Step and Assassin’s Mark, while Li Wei experimented with new spells and mana control. Dae-hyun worked on his endurance and defensive techniques, and Jung Uk practised his speed and precision.

Despite their progress, the amulet remained a constant source of unease. Its pulse grew stronger with each passing day, and Sung-min couldn’t shake the feeling that it was watching them.

“We need to find out more about this thing,” Li Wei said one evening as they gathered in their room. “If it’s as dangerous as the researchers seem to think, we can’t just sit around waiting for something to happen.”

“Agreed,” Sung-min said. “But we need to be smart about it. If we start asking too many questions, people will get suspicious.”

“What about the archives?” Jung Uk suggested. “If the researchers are studying the amulet, maybe we can find something there.”

“It’s worth a shot,” Dae-hyun said. “But we’ll need to be careful. The archives are off-limits to E-rank hunters.”

“Then we’ll have to find a way in,” Sung-min said, his voice firm. “We don’t have a choice.”

That night, the group made their way to the guild’s archives, a massive library filled with ancient tomes and scrolls. The room was dimly lit, with only a few flickering lanterns casting long shadows across the shelves. They moved quietly, their footsteps barely audible on the stone floor.

“Split up,” Sung-min whispered. “Look for anything about ancient systems or strange artefacts. We’ll meet back here in an hour.”

The group nodded, dispersing into the shadows. Sung-min moved cautiously, his eyes scanning the shelves for anything that might be useful. After what felt like an eternity, he found a dusty tome with a faded title: *The Lost Systems of the Ancients*.

“This could be it,” he muttered, pulling the book from the shelf. As he flipped through the pages, his heart raced. The book contained detailed descriptions of ancient systems, including one that matched the amulet’s design.

“Sung-min,” Li Wei’s voice hissed from nearby. “We’ve got company.”

Sung-min turned to see a figure approaching from the shadows. It was Kang, his expression a mix of curiosity and suspicion.

“What are you doing here?” Kang asked, his voice low. “The archives are off-limits to E-rankers.”

“We could ask you the same question,” Sung-min replied, his voice steady despite the tension in the air.

Kang smirked, his eyes narrowing. “I’m not the one sneaking around in the middle of the night. What are you hiding?”

Before Sung-min could respond, a loud crash echoed through the archives. The group turned to see a shelf toppling over, its contents spilling across the floor. In the chaos, Sung-min grabbed the book and motioned for his friends to follow.

“Let’s go!” he whispered, leading the way out of the archives.

Back in their room, the group gathered around the book, their faces pale with excitement and fear. Sung-min flipped through the pages, his eyes scanning the ancient text.

“This is it,” he said, his voice trembling. “The amulet… it’s part of an ancient system designed to combat a powerful demonic force. But using it comes at a cost. The more you rely on its power, the more it corrupts you.”

“That explains why the researchers were so spooked,” Li Wei said, his voice low. “If this thing is as dangerous as it sounds, we need to get rid of it.”

“And risk someone else finding it?” Jung Uk countered. “We can’t just throw it away. We need to figure out how to control it.”

Sung-min nodded, his expression serious. “We’ll keep it for now. But we need to be careful. If we’re going to use its power, we need to make sure we’re strong enough to resist its corruption.”

As the group debated their next move, the amulet pulsed faintly, its light growing stronger. Unbeknownst to them, deep within the guild’s archives, the researcher who had examined the amulet earlier stood before the guild master, his hands trembling as he presented his findings.

“This amulet… it’s part of an ancient system designed to combat a demonic force,” he said, his voice trembling. “But if it falls into the wrong hands…”

The guild master’s eyes narrowed, his expression grim. “Find them,” he said. “Before it’s too late.”

The following days were tense. Sung-min and his friends kept a low profile, avoiding Kang and other prying eyes while continuing their training. The book from the archives became their guide, its cryptic passages hinting at the amulet’s origins and the ancient systems tied to it. But the more they learned, the more questions they had.

One evening, as the group gathered in their room, Li Wei spread out a series of notes he had transcribed from the book. “According to this,” he said, adjusting his glasses, “the amulet is one of several artifacts created by an ancient civilization to combat a demonic invasion. Each artifact is tied to a specific system, and together, they form a network of power.”

“A network?” Dae-hyun asked, his brow furrowed. “What does that mean?”

“It means the amulet isn’t just a standalone item,” Li Wei explained. “There are others like it, each with its own abilities and risks. And if the book is right, they’re all connected to something much bigger.”

“Something like what?” Jung Uk asked, leaning forward.

“A gate,” Sung-min said, his voice low. “A gateway to the demon realm. The book mentions it several times. If the amulet is active, it means the gate might be opening again.”

The room fell silent as the weight of Sung-min’s words sank in. “So what do we do?” Dae-hyun asked finally. “We can’t just sit around waiting for demons to show up.”

“We need to find the other artifacts,” Sung-min said. “If we can gather them, maybe we can stop the gate from opening. Or at least prepare for what’s coming.”

The next morning, the group received a summons from Guild Officer Hana. They exchanged uneasy glances as they made their way to her office, the amulet hidden securely in Sung-min’s pouch.

“You’ve been assigned a new mission,” Hana said without preamble, her tone brisk. “A dungeon has appeared on the outskirts of the city. Initial reports suggest it’s low-rank, but given your recent… experiences, I thought you might be interested.”

Sung-min hesitated, his mind racing. A new dungeon could be an opportunity to test their growing strength or a trap waiting to spring. “We’ll take it,” he said finally.

Hana nodded, handing him a scroll with the mission details. “Be careful,” she said, her tone softer than usual. “There’s something strange about this one.”

The dungeon was unlike anything they had seen before. Its entrance was a massive stone archway covered in intricate carvings, similar to the symbols on the amulet. The air around it was thick with an oppressive energy, and the faint sound of whispers seemed to echo from within.

“This doesn’t feel right,” Li Wei said, his staff glowing faintly as he scanned the area. “The mana here is… unstable.”

“Stay close,” Sung-min said, his hand resting on the hilt of his dagger. “We don’t know what we’re dealing with.”

As they ventured deeper into the dungeon, the atmosphere grew darker and more oppressive. The walls seemed to pulse with a faint, rhythmic glow, and the air was filled with the scent of decay. They encountered few monsters, but the ones they did face were unlike anything they had fought before—twisted, shadowy creatures that moved with unnatural speed and strength.

“These aren’t normal monsters,” Dae-hyun said, his shield raised as he blocked a clawed strike. “They’re… something else.”

“Focus!” Sung-min shouted, driving his dagger into the creature’s chest. It let out a guttural scream before dissolving into black smoke.

After what felt like hours, the group reached the heart of the dungeon, a massive chamber filled with glowing crystals and ancient carvings. In the center of the room stood a pedestal, atop which rested another amulet, its design identical to the one Sung-min carried.

“That’s it,” Li Wei said, his voice tinged with awe. “Another artifact.”

As Sung-min approached the pedestal, the amulet in his pouch pulsed violently, its light growing brighter. He reached out to take the second amulet, but before he could touch it, a voice echoed through the chamber.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

The group turned to see a figure step out of the shadows. It was a man clad in dark robes, his face obscured by a hood. In his hand, he held a staff adorned with a glowing crystal.

“Who are you?” Sung-min asked, his voice steady despite the tension in the air.

“A guardian,” the man replied, his voice cold and emotionless. “This place is not for the likes of you. Leave now, or face the consequences.”

“We’re not leaving,” Dae-hyun said, stepping forward with his shield raised. “Not without that amulet.”

The man sighed, raising his staff. “Then you leave me no choice.”

The fight was intense. The man moved with unnatural speed, his staff unleashing bursts of dark energy that shattered the ground and sent the group scrambling for cover. Sung-min and Jung Uk darted around the chamber, their daggers flashing as they tried to land a hit, but the man’s defenses were impenetrable.

“We need to work together!” Sung-min shouted, his voice barely audible over the chaos. “Li Wei, Dae-hyun, now!”

Li Wei stepped forward, his staff glowing as he channeled his mana. A burst of fire erupted from the tip, engulfing the man in flames. He staggered back, his robes smoldering, but he quickly recovered, his staff glowing brighter.

“Fools,” he hissed, his voice filled with rage. “You have no idea what you’re dealing with.”

Before he could attack again, Dae-hyun charged forward, his shield slamming into the man with enough force to send him flying. The man crashed into the wall, his staff clattering to the ground.

“Now, Sung-min!” Dae-hyun shouted.

Sung-min didn’t hesitate. He dashed forward, his dagger aimed at the man’s chest. But before he could strike, the man vanished in a burst of shadow, his laughter echoing through the chamber.

“This isn’t over,” his voice whispered, fading into nothingness.

The group stood in silence, their bodies trembling with exhaustion. Sung-min picked up the second amulet, its light pulsing in sync with the one in his pouch.

“What now?” Jung Uk asked, his voice low.

“Now,” Sung-min said, his expression grim, “we find out what these things are really for. And we prepare for whatever’s coming.”