Chapter 50 The Tomb

Malachi, unfazed by the Ancient Sentry's surprise, continued his relentless assault. The wraith's tendrils of darkness became more erratic, and its movements less coordinated as Malachi exploited its newfound vulnerability.

The tomb's ancient chamber echoed with the clash of blades and the otherworldly wails of the sentry. Malachi's Stygian Daggers, infused with the essence of death, cut through the shadows with an eerie precision.

The Ancient Sentry, struggling to comprehend the nature of Malachi's power, spoke with a mix of fear and curiosity. "You wield a power beyond the mortal realm. The stench of death that surrounds you—it is not something I have encountered in the eons I've guarded this tomb."

Malachi, his hood concealing his face, spoke with a hint of amusement. "I am Malachi, seeker of dark knowledge and wielder of the shadows. I have transcended the limitations of mere mortals."

The words cringed him a bit, but he had to be dramatic as per the instruction told him.

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