Return of Tower's Phantom-Chapter 18 – The Unseen Blade

Floor 61.

An uncharted zone.

A floor that had remained sealed for over a decade after the last scouting party vanished without a trace.

Until now.

A crackling portal shimmered at the tower gate as a select team stepped through. Selene, cold as ever, stood at the head. Aeris lingered behind, hands resting casually on her twin daggers.

And somewhere among the low-rank hunters in cloaks... Rael's clone walked silently, wearing the identity of Cain.

The floor was covered in obsidian mist. Massive statues lined the forgotten corridor—warriors with missing heads and shattered swords. A dull hum rang through the air, like a heartbeat deep beneath the stone.

Selene gave crisp orders. "Fan out in pairs. Don't engage unless I give the signal."

Aeris rolled her eyes. "Right, because following rules in a death zone always works."

Selene ignored her.

Cain moved wordlessly, sensing something... wrong. The mana density was too high, the spatial cracks too wild. And worse, something old was buried beneath this floor—something he had once sealed himself in his past life.

The Wraith King's Coffin.

Before he could break off to investigate, the ground trembled—and a dozen skeletal beasts burst from the black mist, howling with corrupted mana.

The formation broke. Screams followed.

One elite was down in seconds.

Selene reacted instantly, her hands glowing with frost. "Formation B! Freeze them in place!"

Aeris shot forward with lightning-infused steps, carving through bone like silk. "You might wanna pick up the pace, Ice Queen!"

But it wasn't enough.

From the cracked altar ahead, something larger rose. A Reaper Knight, cloaked in dark flame, dragging a sword made from broken souls.

The party began to panic.

Cain watched quietly. This isn't your fight... walk away.

But then—he saw Selene about to be struck from behind.

Without hesitation, he moved.

A blink. A flash.

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One moment, the Reaper Knight's blade was descending—

The next, it was cleaved in half by an invisible strike.

Selene turned, wide-eyed. "...You?"

Cain stood between her and the monster, his blade dripping with void energy. His hood remained up, face hidden.

"I don't take orders," he said. "But I don't like watching people die pointlessly either."

Selene stared at him—her instincts screaming. That stance. That mana. That voice.

But before she could say more, the Reaper Knight roared, its true form unraveling.

Cain cracked his neck. "Alright, fine. Let's kill a ghost."

And in that moment—Selene, Aeris, and Cain fought side by side, none of them truly knowing just how deep this reunion ran.

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