<6 months prior>
Hiding in the darkness of a large crypt, I slowly approached my target until it was at a comfortable range.
I grabbed the handle of my sheathed katana and concentrated on my breathing. I closed my eyes and put all of my focus on the tier 9 leader in front of me. It was an eldritch priest who had not yet noticed my presence.
It was at least 10 metres tall, wearing a robe filled with holes that revealed its rotting bones. Skulls, jewellery, body parts and black mist covered the eldritch's robe, suggesting it specialised in necromancy. It carried a book that had constantly glowed an eerie green , leaking a faint mist that formed shapes resembling skulls.
Focusing the flow of mana into my katana, I imbued it with starfire, my most powerful element at the moment.
*Exhale* Letting out a long breath, my entire body relaxed. In that moment of pure focus, I opened my eyes and locked on to the priest.
