Broken Tower Saga : The First Swordsman
The Maha Tower or The Broken Tower of Omega—some call it. It is a place of Dream, a place of myth, and a place of Chaos. Only a thousand among many get the chance to climb it each year. Wrik spent years to find this tower, ignoring his studies, University, but to no avail. Until a day when a letter came to his door with a pair of tickets to the tower. But before that, he had to appear in gruesome trials to enter the cruel Tower. ________________ Check out the other works: Chaos Cycle: The Eye of Genesis. ________________ [The novel is a bit slow compared to other webnovel. It picks up the pace from the 10th chapter or so.]
Inside the Wall
The sword that was burning in white light followed its course and pierced the man right at the heart. The broad man looked at Wrik for once, before his body dropped on his back.
Wrik felt an awful amount of mana escaping away from his body. Truth be told, there was no mana left in his body, and even the light in his eyes diminished with the last move he made with the sword. Even standing up became a struggle and his consciousness was fainting away, but he could not pass out now. Not until he got away from here.
Rosie was looking at him as if she was seeing a ghost. On the other hand, Anton stood up and sucked in a deep breath, rubbing his neck. He went near Wrik and helped him get up. With the exchanges of glances, the three of them made their way upwards in the stair.
"We need to move 400 metres more," Rosie said, and brought out her crystal. She had to crush it to let Balat know that they were at a safe distance.