Leon sat motionless, his breathing steady as he gazed at the newly bound seal in his palm.
The Ebonshade Wraith, a creature of pure darkness, now belonged to him.
Nyx watched him carefully, its ears twitching. Even though the spectral beast was no longer present, its lingering aura still weighed heavy in the chamber.
Leon slowly uncurled his fingers, feeling the pulse of mana from the Epic-grade beast.
Taming it was only the first step.
Controlling it? That was a different challenge altogether.
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Testing the Wraith
Leon knew he couldn't afford to let his new companion run wild.
Summoning an unstable beast could damage his own soul.
But he also knew that waiting too long would only make controlling it harder.
With a slow breath, he activated the seal.
Black mist swirled outward.
A chilling presence filled the air, and the temperature in the chamber dropped instantly.
Then—a shape emerged.
The Ebonshade Wraith hovered before him, its form shifting and twisting between reality and nothingness.
Its glowing ember-like eyes locked onto him.
"Mortal... you succeeded."
Its voice echoed directly in his mind, sending a shiver down his spine.
Leon smirked. "Of course I did."
The wraith tilted its head, its form flickering.
"You do not fear me?"
Leon met its gaze evenly. "Why would I fear something that belongs to me?"
The wraith laughed, a deep, hollow sound that sent shadows rippling along the walls.
"Very well, Tamer. Show me your will... or be consumed by mine."
Leon's eyes darkened.
This wasn't over yet.
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The Struggle for Dominance
The moment of binding wasn't just about capturing a beast—it was about establishing control.
And right now, the Ebonshade Wraith was testing him.
Dark tendrils surged toward Leon, aiming straight for his chest.
But he was ready.
"Nyx, Shadow Guard!"
Nyx vanished into the darkness, reappearing instantly in front of Leon, blocking the attack with a burst of dark energy.
The wraith hissed, its form flickering erratically.
Leon stepped forward, mana surging through his veins.
"You are mine now," he said coldly. "And you will obey me."
The wraith paused—then lunged.
Leon didn't move.
Instead—he pushed his will forward, locking onto the beast's unstable soul.
The beast shrieked, its form shuddering as Leon's mana forced it back into submission.
The battle lasted only seconds.
Then—the wraith stopped.
Its ember-like eyes flickered, and for the first time, they lowered.
"As you command... Master."
Leon smirked.
The test was over.
The Ebonshade Wraith was his.
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The Power of an Epic Beast
Leon dismissed the wraith, letting it fade back into its seal. The power difference was clear.
Even though he had controlled it, he could feel the strain on his mana.
Using it carelessly would be dangerous.
But at the same time—
"An Epic-grade beast this early…"
A slow grin spread across his face.
Most tamers wouldn't even dream of controlling a beast like this before reaching Level 50.
And he had one now.
This changed everything.
With the Ebonshade Wraith under his command, Leon was no longer just an ordinary Beast Tamer.
He was becoming something far more dangerous.
And the world would soon take notice.
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