The aftermath of the grand battle was a whirlwind of activity. With Abhay declared the ruler, the school shifted from chaos to restoration. Students, once adversaries, now collaborated to mend broken furniture, clean graffiti-laden walls, and assist the healers tending to the wounded. The air buzzed with a renewed sense of unity, a testament to the trials they'd endured together.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting golden hues across the campus, Abhay made his way home. The weight of leadership pressed upon him, but so did a sense of accomplishment.
"Abhay!" a familiar voice called out.
Turning, Abhay saw Ujjwal approaching, a manuscript clutched tightly in his hands.
"What's up, Ujjwal?" Abhay inquired.
"I have a request," Ujjwal began, eyes gleaming with passion. "As the new ruler, could you issue an order for everyone in school to read my novel?"
Abhay raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Your novel?"
"Yes," Ujjwal nodded earnestly. "It's titled Shatrantak: The Echoes of the Forgotten Flame. I believe it can inspire and unite us further."
Abhay chuckled, appreciating Ujjwal's dedication. "Consider it done."
With a nod of gratitude, Ujjwal handed over a copy of his manuscript before departing.
Upon reaching home, Abhay headed straight to his room, locking the door behind him. The familiar click of the lock echoed, stirring Will from his slumber. In a shimmer of light, Will transformed into his human form, stretching and yawning.
"You're back early," Will remarked, rubbing his eyes.
Abhay grinned, excitement evident. "You won't believe what happened today!"
He recounted the day's events, from the intense battles to his unexpected rise as the school's ruler.
Will listened intently, nodding. "So, you're their leader now?"
Abhay nodded, pride evident. "Yes."
After a moment's pause, Abhay lay on his bed and summoned the System.
"System," he called out.
A translucent screen materialized before him.
"Has the level cap been removed?" he inquired.
"Affirmative," the System responded.
Abhay and Will exchanged glances, realization dawning.
"Wait," Abhay began, narrowing his eyes. "You mean there was a level cap all this time, and you didn't inform us?"
Will's expression mirrored Abhay's indignation. "We've been grinding endlessly, and you withheld this?"
Without waiting for a response, the duo grabbed a cricket bat and a metal pipe, respectively, and began a comical assault on the System's interface.
"Take that!" Abhay exclaimed.
"And that!" Will added, swinging with gusto.
After their playful reprimand, Abhay purchased another dungeon entry gem and inserted it into his gauntlet.
"Ready for another adventure?" he asked.
Will nodded, determination in his eyes.
The familiar sensation of teleportation enveloped them as they entered the thick forest dungeon.
The air was dense with humidity, the canopy above filtering sunlight into dappled patterns on the forest floor. The sounds of distant creatures echoed, creating an ambiance both serene and ominous.(regisfalluo.com)
Suddenly, a unique System screen appeared before Will. Unlike the usual blue interface, this one was obsidian black, with crimson lettering.
Will. "It displayed. Level: 15, Skill: Player bound, lunar bite, Dagger Skills."
A notification chimed: "Login reward granted."
Before Will, a pair of grey metallic double daggers materialized, their blades gleaming with a faint luminescence.
"Looks like you're officially part of the System now," Abhay remarked, examining the daggers.
As they marveled at the new development, another notification appeared:
"Welcome to the Tiger Orc Dungeon."
Curious, Abhay queried, "System, provide information on Tiger Orcs."
The System responded:
"Tiger Orcs are a formidable subspecies of the common orc. Standing between 7 to 8 feet tall, they possess muscular physiques adorned with tiger-like stripes across their bodies. These markings are not merely aesthetic; they serve as camouflage in dense forests, allowing them to ambush prey with lethal precision.(World Anvil)
Unlike their more brutish cousins, Tiger Orcs exhibit a higher degree of intelligence, often employing tactics and strategies during combat. Their society is tribal, with a strong emphasis on honor and strength. Each member undergoes rigorous training from a young age, mastering both physical combat and guerrilla warfare.
Their claws are retractable, and their senses—particularly sight and smell—are heightened, making them exceptional hunters. Engaging with a Tiger Orc requires not just strength, but also wit and adaptability."(Tumblr)
Abhay and Will exchanged glances, the gravity of their situation settling in.
"Looks like we're in for a challenge," Will remarked, gripping his new daggers.
Abhay nodded, a determined smile on his face. "Let's show them what we're made of."
As they ventured deeper into the forest, the shadows grew thicker, and the sounds of the jungle intensified. The duo prepared themselves, knowing that this dungeon would test their limits like never before.