“Here I go, Elemental Tempest!”

I shouted out a name that suddenly crossed my mind as I thrust out my spear that was clad with an enormous elemental storm. As always, my naming sense was rather simple.

[Critical Hit!]

“Kuaaaak!”

“Squeak, gwak!”

Immediately after that, I staggered as dizziness swept over me. Too much of my mana had been drained in an instant. I bit down on my cheek to rouse myself, and quickly took out and gulped down a mid-grade mana potion.

As my mana slowly recovered by 1,000 points, I felt the dizziness pass by. Mid-grade mana potions cost 500 gold apiece at the Floor Shop. In other words, they were each worth one million won. Although I would have preferred to save them, now was not the time. The Dark Ratman was still alive and kicking.

I raised my head to see the result of my attack. What I saw shocked me immensely. The originally pristine stone floor had been destroyed, with holes littered everywhere. In addition, the ratmen that had once filled the room were all dead, torn to shreds. Although I had somewhat expected it, it was still a surprising sight to behold.

Then, a notification...