Right in front of him, something was forming—a swirling, silver-blue portal glowing in midair. It shimmered like liquid light, humming softly.

"This… this is new," he said quietly, stepping closer. "A portal? In my room?"

He raised both hands cautiously, feeling the cold air around it. The light flickered across his fingers.

"Well," he murmured, "guess I'm walking into another dungeon."

He exhaled and stepped through.

The moment he crossed, the air shifted. His feet landed on stone. The scent of dust and moss filled his nose.

He found himself standing in a vast, ancient place. The sky above was gray, and ahead stood a huge castle—its walls cracked and weathered, its towers stretching into the mist.

A faint ding echoed in his head.

[Objective Walk into the castle]

The system's voice followed, calm and direct.

"Proceed forward."

Raito's eyes focused on the towering structure. As he walked, the two massive gates ahead of him began to creak open on their own, groaning as if awakening from sleep.

Beyond the gates was a wide, open yard—the castle's compound. Two enormous statues stood on either side, shaped like armored humans, each gripping a long spear pointed toward the ground.

Raito stepped through the gates, his footsteps echoing against the stone.

The gates slowly began to close behind him with a heavy thud, sealing him inside the castle grounds.

He glanced around. The air felt still and heavy, the kind that warned of something watching.

"Alright," he whispered, tightening his grip. "Let's see what this drill has for me this time."

Raito looked around in awe. His eyes widened at the massive array of statues scattered across the castle compound—knights, beasts, angels, demons—each carved with unbelievable detail.

"Wow," he whispered, turning slowly. "This is… amazing. Truly amazing."

Then, a sound echoed through the air.

Thud… thud… thud…

From the main castle, the enormous front gates began to open slowly.

Raito froze.

From the shadows of the entrance, he heard footsteps—many footsteps—echoing across the courtyard.

And then they appeared.

Armored figures, walking in unison, stepping out from the darkness of the castle's entrance. At first glance, they looked like knights—but when Raito looked closer, his breath caught.

Their armor was cracked. Their helmets rusted. Beneath the broken metal, pale bones gleamed.

They were undead knights.

"What… what did I just get myself into?" he muttered, stepping back slowly. "This isn't what I expected at all."

The knights marched forward with eerie precision. The one leading them wielded a massive sword that dragged against the stone, scraping loudly. The rest followed, silent except for the clanking of their armor.

Raito's instincts screamed at him to move. He drew his dagger, gripping it tightly.

"Undead or not… they're still enemies."

He took a cautious step back—then froze again as a sharp twang cut through the air.

Arrows.

Ten skeletal archers stood atop the castle walls, their bows drawn.

"Ah, come on!" Raito shouted as they released their shots.

He leapt backward, rolling to the side as the arrows struck the ground where he had been standing moments earlier.

Then the knights began to charge.

There were at least forty of them, sprinting with unnatural speed, their armor clanging in rhythm.

"This isn't good!" Raito gasped.

"System—equip flight! Activate flight!"

[Skill: Flight Activated]

A glowing light surrounded his boots as his body lifted off the ground. He soared upward just as another volley of arrows sliced through the air below him.

Raito breathed hard, hovering midair, looking down at the undead army gathering in the courtyard.

They were relentless. The archers aimed higher, firing again. He twisted left and right, dodging as the arrows whistled past him.

As he rose higher—above the castle walls—he looked down at the scene below.

"This is insane…" he muttered, catching his breath. "Forty knights and archers? I didn't expect this many enemies to charge."

"Well, let's close the distance between me and the one firing the arrows," Raito muttered.

Arrows cut through the air as he bent backward, his entire body moving with sharp precision. He dodged every shot, twisting and rolling mid-air, keeping his eyes on the archers above.

"System," he commanded, "cover dagger with heal."

[Skill: Healing Enchant Activated]

A soft green light glowed around his dagger. The blade pulsed faintly, radiating a strange, soothing energy even as he tightened his grip.

Raito's eyes narrowed. "Alright… time to end this."

He shot forward, closing the gap between himself and the archer on the far right side of the wall. The undead archer turned, too slow—Raito was already there.

He swung.

The dagger sliced clean through its skull, shattering the bone as the corpse collapsed. Without stopping, Raito dashed along the wall toward the next four archers on the left.

Before they could even draw their bows, he slashed through their necks one by one. Heads flew. Arrows clattered uselessly to the stone floor.

"Five down," he muttered. "Good."

Then he sensed it—more arrows slicing through the air behind him. He flipped backward, twisting mid-air as the arrows whizzed past him. His boots scraped lightly against the castle wall as he landed.

Without losing momentum, he sprinted toward the remaining five archers at the far end.

The first one drew its bow. Too slow.

Raito ducked, slid forward, and cut through its chest, crushing the glowing red core hidden beneath the bones.

The second one tried to shoot again, but he leaned sideways, narrowly dodging the arrow before kicking its head clean off.

He spun, dagger gleaming, slicing through another. Then, with two swift motions, he took out the last pair—one with a precise head strike, the other with a stab straight through the ribcage.

Raito stood there on the wall, breathing steadily as the dust settled.

"Good," he said quietly. "Now that's done."

He looked down at the courtyard, where the remaining undead knights were still marching below.

"It's time to deal with the ones on the ground," he said. "Honestly, I could've handled them from the start—but when they charged at me all at once…"

He exhaled deeply. "It made me panic."

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