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The War of the Primals

Born as the heir to the world's most powerful family of magicians, with a talent for magic that rivals that of the gods, Adall knew happiness only to have it forcibly ripped away from him shortly thereafter. Overnight, he would be banished from his family and condemned to a pathetic life of wandering. Or so it was supposed to happen... How did he become so powerful? Why am I unable to inflict even the slightest injury on him, even using my most powerful spells? Why must I lose to someone I could have killed with a mere murderous intent not long ago? His new calling will be to instill fear and despair in the hearts of his enemies.

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The Labyrinth of Terror X

Should he play along with the tournament organizers' game and wait for the other participants, or should he confront the beast immediately, without anyone's help?

This was the dilemma Adall currently faced, and as always when he found himself in such a situation, he quickly began to weigh the pros and cons of each option available to him.

If he had to face a Fenrir of the Eternal Night right now, could he win?

Adall slightly furrowed his brows as he recalled his own stats and those of the beast.

He currently had 32 in strength, 46 in vitality, 34 in spirit, 43 in mana, and 42 in physicality. As for the beast, its status window showed 38 in strength, 40 in vitality, 25 in spirit, 40 in mana, and 34 in physicality.

If one disregarded the speed parameter, which wasn't quantified by the system and unfortunately was the beast's specialty, he could say without a doubt that he had a good chance of winning, provided he fought seriously.