Andrew Thompson
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Fighting a creature of pain and anger wasn’t supposed to be easy. This one, though, was on an entirely different level. Not only did it have the power to slice everything it came into contact with, but also used a fair number of awakened abilities, and did so rather well. If Dallion had come here a few levels earlier, or if he didn’t have his hammer, there was no doubt that would have lost long ago. That explained why the Green Moon hadn’t urged him to fulfill his promise until recently—up to now,…-
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Even abandoned, the structures remained in good condition. Given the amount of time passed, it was an impressive feat. Just looking at them made Dallion feel as if he’d ventured into the oldest museum in the world. However, despite the majesty that shone through the sand, plants, and minor wear, there was no denying the fact that the buildings were dead. None of them had a guardian, neither did any object within the canyon. Dallion had entered a few of their awakened realms to find them completely empty…
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Dallion stood in front of the tombstone. Over a year had passed since it had been erected from the ground and there still were no signs of wear, as if it had just been placed. This was the single indication of what had happened to the caravan. No names were mentioned nor the number of people who had been killed. The marker didn’t include the soldiers or volunteers that had lost their lives either. Looking back, Dallion had almost been one of them. “Not exactly.” Dallion slid his fingers along the…
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Leaving the city was always a joy. There was a time when Dallion could barely endure walking through the wilderness—scorching hot in the day, freezing cold at night, and his feet hurt no matter how many times he had improved his shoes. Of course, back then Dallion was barely a full awakened with big dreams of adventure and a traveler’s emblem given to him by a distant relative. He knew nothing about the world other than stories and rumors that had made their way to the small village of Dherma. How…
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The dinner was pleasant, at least when it came to food. As for everything else, it was almost as if there was an invisible barrier between everyone keeping them quite polite and understanding, but not entirely there. It didn’t help that both Eury and captain Adzorg had used means to keep their emotions hidden. Most of the talking had been done by Eury, who was eager to know the practical details of the situation. Apparently, she had been to the capital once before as part of one job. She didn’t wish…
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“I know that you had a run in with the Academy,” Hannah said. “I had hoped that you’d be the one to tell me that.” The comment didn’t make Dallion look away, though it wasn’t something he felt happy about. The reason was that he couldn’t discuss the Academy without touching upon the Jiroh, and that was a can of worms in itself. He had been contemplating doing so for months. Jiroh hadn’t died, she had simply returned to her own world. People were supposed to be happy for her since she’d…
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No one felt more surprised than the one that relied on surprises to win. More often than not, Dallion had relied on out of the box thinking that he’d come up with on the spur of the moment when facing an impossible situation. Thanks to the lack of awakened limits and his time back on earth, he had found several ways to surprise and ultimately defeat his opponents. Even back when he was volunteered to take part in a chainling hunt, he had managed to create rockets out of dartbow bolts. Naturally, in most…
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Another line made its way towards Dallion. The armadil shield on his left arm extended to form a semi-sphere of metal, blocking the attack. The force was immense, pushing him several meters back, but that was nothing compared to what had happened to the rest of the room. Unable to withstand two slices, a quarter of the roof section slid off, revealing a clear sky. Dallion gritted his teeth. This was the first time he witnessed an enemy in a trial actually destroy the trial chamber. He knew that no actual…
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Every item in the awakened forge was patiently waiting for Dallion to start work. It had been over two hours since he entered with enough sky silver ingots to make anything his mind could desire short of a carriage. Yet, not only hadn’t he struck any piece of metal once, but he hadn’t even set up the furnace. Instead, he just sat there, thinking. An invitation to go to Linatol. As a provincial capital, the city was second only to the imperial capital itself. Granted, the Wetie province was the least…
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The lobby hadn’t changed one bit since the last time Dallion was here. Even after spending close to two years in the awakened world, Dallion still felt as if he were entering a bank. Four wooden desks were placed at strategic spots, with doors behind, each occupied by an administrator whose job it was to go through the jobs the guild got and assign them to members. Back when Dallion was part of it, he constantly wore a guild ring with an echo of an admin inside. Several times per day he’d enter the…
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