I lay in the rubble of the lobby, coughing up dust. My health bar was flashing red. [HP: 15/120]. The fall had nearly killed me.
But the Shaman was dead.
A golden light pulsed from beneath the concrete slab.
"Elena!" Silas shouted from four floors up. "Are you alive?"
"Coming down!" I groaned.
I shifted the rubble. The Shaman had dropped a chest. A literal, glowing treasure chest.
I kicked the lock off.
[Loot Acquired]
[Staff of the Red Skull (Rare)]: Increases Summoning Magic.
[Skill Book: Earth Tremor]: Create a shockwave.
[Blueprint: Mana Generator]: The Holy Grail.
I stared at the blueprint. A Mana Generator. This was the heart of any true fortress. With this, we wouldn't need to hunt for cores every hour. We could power lights. We could power shields.
I laughed. It was a dry, raspy sound. We had won.