Ascension of the Primalist [A Tamer Class, LitRPG]

Seth, concealed by Illusionary Emptiness, stood on the crest of a large dune, a Detonating Bomb clenched in his hand and his eyes locked onto the twodozen giant Desert Snakes dancing not so far before him. Their colossal bodies glided in and out of the golden sand with a predatory grace, the red crystal encrusted in their head gleaming fiercely under the sunlight. Nightmare's voice rose from inside the teardrop necklace. 'That’s a terrible idea.'

Seth couldn't suppress the mischievous grin tugging at his lips. Rearing back his arm, he infused a wisp of aether into the tin orb, and a red '5' flickered to life on its surface. 'Let's see about that.'

Dropping out of invisibility, he cast Intermediate Identify to confirm the Ranks of the three closest ones.