Andrew Thompson
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Fighting a Star wasn’t something Dallion thought could possibly happen. Up to now he had thought of it as a malevolent entity that had no actual form in the world. And still here he was, engaged in battle with it. “Go ahead,” Arthurows said. “You have the first move.” Dallion hesitated. Was this a trap? So far nearly all guardians were the ones who attacked first. After everything that Arthurows had done to get Dallion in trouble, it would be out of character to convert to fair play just…-
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A blue rectangle replaced the attribute selection. Dallion glanced at it for a few moments, then waved it away. It had been a while since he’d received an achievement, and this one was more cryptic than most. A second rectangle appeared, along with a small version of the ex-guardian. The only difference was that the bird no longer was a guardian; now it was another familiar. “Azure?” Dallion stared at it. Having it back brought him some joy, though still not enough to take him to his previous…
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“What are you?” Dallion asked. The firebird looked at him with amusement and curiosity, standing so close to the chamber wall that it was almost touching. “Nil, I’d like some help with this.” That wasn’t very reassuring. On the other hand, he couldn’t detect any hostility coming from the guardian. If the gate to the next level was open, Dallion might as well have just passed through. “You okay for a draw?” The giant bird tilted its head in the fashion only owls could. Green eyes…
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Two on one was definitely an advantage, and now that the tables had turned, Dallion had the upper hand. There was no question that a lot was thanks to Nox. The crackling had developed a lot since it had become his familiar. Now it no longer needed instructions to fight, not to mention that it had caught on to quite a few tricks. Either it had picked up a lot during the times Dallion had used it in battle, or Nil had been busy training it in the library. The mental image of a cat learning to read was…
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The third level was completely deprived of creatures. Last time this was the place where Arthurows had freaked out very much, to Bel’s amusement. Now, it was as if someone had meticulously cleaned the cave walls, floor, and ceiling in an attempt to make the place inhabitable. Dallion’s initial reaction was to think that a Shelfey had taken residence. However, the amount of light and lack of mother-of-pearl made him reconsider. Close to the guardian chamber, Dallion saw a red carpet rolled out to…
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“Prison?” Dallion asked. Was the dagger a prison? The copyette had said something similar as well. So, the sphere items were prisons. Did that mean that fulfilling their destiny meant freeing the inhabitants? The last part felt like a stretch. “If you don’t know it by now, you’ll never know,” the guardian replied. Dallion couldn’t tell whether the guardian was being facetious, or this was a result of an information limiting curse put on him. His music skills told him that the scylla…
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Slashing his way to the guardian chamber turned out to be much easier than Dallion expected. The first wave had tried to rush him, charging as a group. Dallion had dispatched them using Janna and Kallan’s method. As it turned out, one didn’t have to know athletics or acrobatics to perform something, just a lot of practice. Seeing the failure of their fellow Amphibions, the rest of the waves had merged into single giant entities, trying to overpower him using force. The attempt failed even more…
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He had never felt so nervous since the day he applied for college. Now, as then, he had spent an hour contemplating what could happen before getting out of bed and spending an hour more slowly getting dressed. It was only when Nil had insistently reminded him that the only certain way to fail the trial was not to arrive on time, that Dallion “rushed” a bit. A month had passed since the last, and only, time he had been to an Icepicker selection trial. Back then he didn’t know what was going on, so…
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Dangerous like a thundercloud… Such a description didn’t match Jiroh in the least. Then again, Dallion had only known her for little more than a month. He knew she was a hunter, and had also seen her fight to get an idea of her strength, but even so, he couldn’t believe that she was that dangerous. Hannah herself had said that she’d taken the fury years ago when she had been young. On the other hand, Jiroh had mentioned she’d come to the city after the war. In theory it was possible for both…
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The days counted down to Dallion’s selection test. And during that time four things occupied Dallion’s mind. The guild work became a regular thing to the point that Estezol booked his jobs in advance, so Dallion and the siblings could go right at it first thing in the morning. The sudden influx of sphere items—not only at the Icepicker Guild, but in all guilds in Nerosal—had increased the number of jobs guild members could have, allowing Dallion to do three per day. That not only let him boost his…
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