Andrew Thompson
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Grayness, numbness, cold… those were the sensations Dallion went through as his body transformed to stone. Being a gorgon’s boyfriend, he had occasionally wondered what it would be like to be petrified. It was very different from what he thought. The process was fast, but also considerably slow, almost like watching water freeze in a puddle. All sensations vanished away, as did the concept of color. The world around was transformed into shades of gray. Most unexpected of all, there was no fear or…-
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A sphere of light surrounded part of the noble’s section. The mage had cast a barrier of some sort, holding off the chainlings that were attempting to attack the imperial. Judging by his power, the mage could probably take a dozen chainlings alone, even wild ones. However, his focus was to protect one person and one alone. Meanwhile, the nobles were doing a pretty good job themselves—slashing down chainlings with the ease an awakened would defeat a rather strong guardian. However, for every chainling…
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The rest of the day was spent roaming the underground ruins. Despite multiple examples of copyette architecture, all of the tunnels and chambers had been picked clean of anything of value. With the exceptions of several statue chambers and a few pits too deep to explore, there wasn’t a single item of interest. The only living creatures were rats and insects, and the only echoes and guardians—those that the group had brought in. Dallion used his Zoology skill on animals any opportunity he got, but even…
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All four people simultaneously did a combat split. Instances of Dallion, Euryale, Vend, and the chainling filled the chamber, moving in dozens of different ways. Dallion was doing his best to concentrate, but he was having significant trouble keeping up. Thanks to the latest expeditions, and his leveling up, he was able to keep track of everyone’s motions, but lacked the speed to match them. To make things worse, the chainling wasn’t using any weapons, but its own deformed hands, which made Dallion’s…
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“Dal?” Euryale asked. “Everything alright?” “Yeah,” Dallion replied, even if he didn’t sound like it was. Only now did he come to realize how large and complicated the real world really was, and so much of it seemed to be linked to this city; not Nerosal, but the one before it. If Nil’s reasoning was correct, the Archduke of the province was also involved, as were the Academy, the Emperor, and possibly some foreign powers as well. “I was just thinking about something.” “Don’t keep…
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“Ready yet?” Dallion asked, keeping watch in at the end of the cross-corridor. So far, they had spent over a week wandering the arena’s realm, seeking places that seemed unusual. Even with Lux’s help, the process was long and arduous, not to mention that they had to fight the constant hunger that had started to grow. Finally, after everything, they had found what they were looking for: a vast chasm leading to a set of tunnels deep underground. Instantly, Vend was able to tell that this was a…
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There were two entrances to the arena. The main entrance was generally used by all. Larger than the city gates, it allowed large masses of people to come and go with relative ease. To ensure everything was safe, during the festival, three types of guards protected it. On the outside, and among the stands were the city guards. Being local, they were perfectly familiar with the neighborhood, as well as the ins and outs of the general sections of the arena structure itself. Their main role was to make sure…
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Seventeen taverns and eight shops, all said the same thing: up to Dallion’s incident, chainlings had come and gone fairly frequently, sometimes two or even three at a time. Knowing what he knew now, Dallion could assume that by “chainlings” they meant the cultist he had fought. All that suggested that the area had seen a lot more activity than previously believed. The reason for that, though, still remained unclear. “It’s deep under there,” Vend said. He had spent a significant time combat…
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Dallion stared at the green rectangle. Any other day, this would have been magnificent news, bordering on euphoria. Now, he felt disappointment and a deep sense of fear. “I doubt it’s the Star,” Vihrogon’s echo said. “He wouldn’t have stopped at one skill.” “Who would?” Dallion would understand someone getting here before him. That was always an option. He could find any logic for someone who would go through all that trouble only for one skill. “Are there any restrictions keeping a…
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The eighth Moon surrounded by the rest… but that wasn’t the key part. Lines connected the central moon with the seven others. The width and angle of the lines created the impression that the Eighth Moon was shooting rays of light at all the rest. Or maybe it was the opposite? What if the Seven Moons were shooting at the Eighth? That definitely gave a whole new perspective on things. Unfortunately, Dallion wasn’t given the chance to ponder on it. Leaves detached from the vines chasing Dallion, flying…
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