An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Dustin looked at the stone steps leading down. He took a deep breath and slowly descended.

The hidden passage was long, but it was. dimly illuminated. After walking for a while, the path leveled out and grew wider the farther he went.

The path ahead was quiet. There were no new traps, and nothing else seemed out of place.

Dustin followed the passage into the secret chamber. The place was spacious, and every inch was filled with rare finds-divine weapons, cultivation manuscripts, valuable herbs, and priceless artifacts.

He scanned the displays carefully but didn’t see the ornate box that was said to contain the Dracan essence. His gaze drifted to the far end of the room, and he saw a solid steel door engraved with intricate runes.

Dustin took out his compass and looked at it. The needle pointed straight at the door and didn’t move at all.

“It must be hidden inside this vault,” he muttered.

He put away the compass and examined the heavy door. His eyes scanned the dense, cryptic runes etched across its surface.

Dustin knew these runes had to be the key to unlocking the vault. After studying it for a moment, he noticed something unusual.

Though the door was engraved with dozens of runes, only six showed faint fingerprint smudges. He could tell those six runes formed the password. If he could figure out the correct sequence, he could unlock it.

Dustin fell into deep thought and carefully tried several possible patterns. As the sixth rune clicked into place, a sharp crack rang out. Suddenly, a barrage of poisoned needles shot from hidden holes in the door.

With a swift push, he jumped and pressed himself flat against the ceiling.

The needles flew through the air and embedded themselves deep in the opposite wall. It left behind a dense cluster of holes. Their sharpness.was unmistakable.

as I thought. Something’s

for a moment, he tried entering the password

This time, the vault door didn’t fire poisonous needles. Instead, it sprayed a burst of

Dustin had expected it and

holes, and they were still spreading. The corrosion didn’t stop until it

would’ve stripped a man to

grandmaster wouldn’t risk meeting these traps head-on. One wrong move and they’d be dead before they hit the

waste time and continued to try

a new attack sometimes poisoned needles, a cloud of toxic gas, venomous insects,

was designed to kill without

entered the code again, only to see that his

hidden weapons posed no immediate threat, each mistake pushed him closer to

the smoke, would be awake in less than two hours. If he didn’t crack the vault open

the door open, but that would inevitably alert Nathaniel. By the time he found the Dracan essence, Nathaniel could have his men

identity would be exposed, and it would

had no intention of letting play out. For now, he had no choice but to keep trying and

mounted with each failed attempt. Finally, after countless tries, the vault door emitted a low

sense of

of failed codes had pushed him to his limits. He’d nearly

weapons in the

quickly stepped forward and lifted the protective cover. As he opened the boxes, he saw the familiar Dracan