Chapter 14

After Nyx's evolution, he got a new skill called.

[Umbral Dagger

Description: Summons a mystical dagger made of shadows. This ethereal weapon can be thrown silently and can pierce through armor effortlessly, leaving no trace of its origin.]

Drawing upon his newfound skill, Umbral Dagger, Nyx silently summons a mystical dagger made of shadows. The ethereal weapon materializes in his hand, its dark, shimmering form radiating a subtle yet ominous energy. Nyx marvels at the craftsmanship of this shadowy creation, a testament to the fusion of his evolved abilities and the essence of the defeated Shadowlume.

As the three wolves remain engrossed in their pursuit of the bunny, Nyx positions himself strategically, staying concealed within the shadows. With the Umbral Dagger in hand, he calculates the trajectory and timing with precision, preparing for a skillful demonstration of his assassination prowess.

With a deft flick of his wrist, Nyx hurls the Umbral Dagger through the air. The mystical weapon moves silently, leaving no audible trace of its existence. The dagger, guided by Nyx's honed instincts, follows a trajectory that weaves through the forest with deadly accuracy.

The Umbral Dagger pierces the air with an almost ethereal grace, closing the distance between Nyx and his unsuspecting targets. In an instant, it finds its mark, striking one of the wolves with a seamless efficiency that belies its silent approach.

The struck wolf recoils, surprised by the sudden assault. Nyx, undeterred, remains concealed as he prepares for the next move. The remaining wolves, alerted by the disturbance, grow wary but fail to identify the source of the threat.

The struck wolf recoils, surprised by the sudden assault. Nyx, undeterred, remains concealed as he prepares for the next move. The remaining wolves, alerted by the disturbance, grow wary but fail to identify the source of the threat.

Drawing upon his evolved agility, Nyx moves silently through the shadows, repositioning himself for another strike. The Umbral Dagger, having fulfilled its purpose, dissipates into the darkness, ready to be summoned anew.

With a calculated finesse, Nyx delivers a series of precision strikes. His evolved form allows him to move with a grace that transcends his previous limitations, each movement executed with the efficiency of a seasoned assassin. The shadows that cling to him seem to dance in tandem with his deadly ballet, creating an eerie spectacle in the moonlit forest.

The Umbral Dagger, summoned once more, becomes an extension of Nyx's lethal intent. In the midst of the shadows, Nyx expertly maneuvers, avoiding the wolves' attempts to counterattack. The Umbral Dagger, guided by his control, finds its mark with unerring precision. The wolves, now separated and disoriented, succumb to Nyx's calculated onslaught.

As the forest echoes with the fading cries of the defeated wolves, Nyx emerges from the shadows, his multifaceted eyes gleaming with a mixture of satisfaction and newfound mastery. The Umbral Dagger dissipates once more, leaving no trace of its existence.

However, after summoning the dagger three times in quick succession, Nyx finds himself unable to invoke it again. A perplexed expression crosses his insectoid features as he attempts to summon the ethereal weapon, but it remains absent from his grasp.

"Ohh, I can't use the skill anymore," Nyx remarks with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. He examines his surroundings, contemplating the limitations of his newfound ability. The Umbral Dagger, having served its purpose thrice, now eludes his summoning.

Nyx, attuned to the changes in his body after the evolution, senses a subtle depletion of energy, an intangible reserve that seems to have run dry. A realization dawns upon him, and he muses, "Is this mana?" The term, borrowed from the realm of magic, resonates with the ethereal nature of the Umbral Dagger's summoning.

With a shrug, Nyx accepts the temporary limitation. Unfazed, he turns his attention to the remaining wolf, which regards him with a mix of caution and defiance. Nyx, now without the aid of the Umbral Dagger, relies on his evolved physical prowess.

In a display of calculated agility, Nyx closes the distance between himself and the wolf with swift and precise movements. The forest floor seems to amplify his every step, each footfall resonating with a silent assurance. The wolf, sensing the imminent threat, readies itself for a confrontation.

Without the need for a mystical dagger, Nyx engages the wolf in a dance of combat. His sickle hands move with a harmonious coordination, delivering strikes and evading the wolf's attempts to retaliate. The evolved insectoid form proves to be a formidable opponent, showcasing a level of mastery over his own body that transcends the need for supernatural assistance.

With a final, decisive strike, Nyx incapacitates the wolf. The forest, once echoing with the sounds of conflict, now returns to an eerie calm. Nyx stands amidst the defeated foes, contemplating the limits of his newfound powers and the mysteries that lie within the evolution that reshaped him.