Christopher Jackson
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“Hah, hah...” Sergeant Hilda was hyperventilating, looking around and knowing she should be dead. Instead, she saw that the ground around the three of them was untouched, and the devouring fires that had turned everything around them to molten ruin weren’t getting within ten feet of them. Centered on Warrant Officer Sama. The pale-skinned, dark-haired Dame Grace just closed her eyes and issued a prayer of thanks to providence and Mithar for sparing them to fight another day. She had not known that…-
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Sergeant Smith gestured surreptitiously, and Sama’s uniform began to mend. It was completely shredded from the crisscrossing claw marks ripping across her chest and face, the tatters all bloody from the wounds... and a whole lot of darker gore that wasn’t hers. The women watched Sama’s wounds heal with a mixture of respect and desire for such self-healing ability. They’d been healed enough by her not to be alarmed at it, and they had experienced plenty of magical healing, so they knew it wasn’t…
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“They’ve set the town on fire!” Corporal Katherine Newton reported, seeing the rising flames and smoke that hadn’t been there moments before. The speed at which it was done made it plain it was premeditated and in position. “Ignore the town, what we want is under the vortex.” Sama doubted anything was left alive in the town. “I imagine the entire town was a blood sacrifice for what they are doing.” All the young women went silent, realizing they were up against something totally ruthless…
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Several things happened at the same time. First, the Three Robins coolly shot right through the immaterial Second, a dozen women who had dropped their packs, led by Nihala, broke into a lightfoot sprint forwards through the grass. Third, gunfire opened up from behind the blockade, and the men stationed there, especially the gunner on the half-trak and those in the machine gun nest, got lethal surprises when grenades floated up next to them and pins were pulled from a safe distance. Fourth, Corporal…
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-Sama, there’s a problem up front.- Sama’s eyes opened as Lily relayed what she was seeing on the horizon ahead. Sama could have been sitting up in front on the comfy seat and heating, but was instead riding in the back, keeping the snide comments of the women there to a minimum as she endured the ride with them. Just the gentle force of her breathing basically lulled most of them into quiet Meditation, which most of them naturally knew, especially as it was an easy way to pass the time. -Looks like…
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“You’re Private Samantha Blakhamar?” he demanded, grimacing slightly. He also hated special cases who couldn’t use decent weapons, and this group had three of them! “Sir, reporting as ordered, sir!” she replied blithely, clearly not afraid of him in the slightest. “Sergeant Esther!” The tall and statuesque blonde, actually wearing a chestplate and greaves over her uniform, stepped up. “You’ve got the special cases here, while I work with the others on the rest of them.” “Sir,…
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“Wait, what?” I had to interrupt. “You killed a Genius Loci... as a Six?” Sama gave me a smug look. “Hey, I know how to build to power, too, and I’m already a Sage.” I rolled my eyes at the jibe. I wanted my Sage of Focus Title badly. “Please don’t think I’m weird for doing something in sixteen years that it took you less than three months to be able to do.” “Ouch! Peace, peace.” She snorted at me merrily. Okay, I deserved it. Yes, I could take out a Genius Loci now, too, and…
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Her base damage was 3-21 +77. There was 14d6+12 extra dice on the stack. Her first attack hit deep, and adamantine powered through the animated earth and wood like it was tofu. Kinetic energy amplified by magic and ki and whole lots of other stuff ripped a huge howling gash in the creature. She knew she didn’t crit, but still, 500 points of damage for the opening attack was a huge amount on the way to go to getting rid of this creature. Despite itself, its forward momentum slowed, and even as the…
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When his He jumped down to the ground, finding himself centered and focused like he had never been in his life. It was like all his lack of focus, his doubts, his fears, his desires, and his dreams all fell away. There was only the now, and killing what was in front of him. If he didn’t give them his all, he was going to die. He pushed over a mental Lever he’d been saving, as Senpai had told him to, just in case. He’d put in the Karma long ago... or rather, she had beat the Karma into him, as had…
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Summer passed into autumn, or as they called it around here, early winter. Winter itself buried Wakefield in several feet of snow, and everyone dug themselves out of drifts up to the eaves of their homes, and life went on. Spring came, or as it was known hereabouts, late winter. It was June and supposedly summer, and you could still find snow back under the pines if you went looking here and there. Enrollment in Senpai’s School had tripled, and even some skilled swordsmen or long-suffering lesser…
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