Christopher Martin
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"Now, who drinks water? Who owns the zebra? You've got thirty seconds." Priam's body came to a complete stop and the debris covering Sphinx stopped shaking. Sphinx's power worked both ways. Seconds began to tick away as Sphinx searched for the solution to the riddle. Before the apocalypse, Priam had succeeded in solving the riddle. The trick was to create a picture. For example, the Norwegian lived in the first house, next to the blue house. Hence, the second house was blue. Writing down the answers as…
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Priam opened his eyes briefly, only to close them again a few seconds later. Whether his eyes were open or not, he couldn't see anything. Nor could he hear anything. After the previous hours of battles, the silence was pleasant. Although, with a few moments' concentration, Priam began to hear his heartbeat. Tiny squeaks were also perceptible, coming from... rubbing his clothes as he breathed. More than that, Priam now felt a call in a specific direction. He soon realized that his senses had evolved. His…
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Priam smiled inwardly. He had studied mathematics in school, and the Monty Hall problem was famous. The simple solution to the riddle was not necessarily intuitive. For Greek peasants or laymen in mathematics, the riddle - or, in this case, the mathematical puzzle - was almost a coin toss. However, Priam stood on the shoulders of giants. If Sphinx intended to turn her riddles into a math problem, she would likely be disappointed. "I had a one in three chance of picking the right door at the start and a…
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The spear went off like a cannonball. Priam weighed about ninety kilograms - the aether had allowed him to put on muscle quickly. A man would free fall at about 70 m/s - his terminal velocity - which meant a kinetic energy of about 220 kJ. Eight kinetic charges added to a twenty-kilogram spear would propel it to about 418 m/s. The Throne Room was about two hundred and fifty meters long, and the projectile took less than half a second to reach the Sphinx. The weapon penetrated the eyelid of the Sphinx and…
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The old man smiled as he approached the edge of the roof. A clamor was rising from the street. The Phoenix Clan was beginning to search every passerby and they were not always in agreement. "I had to steal this Tear, but I obviously arrived too late. It's my fault, I wanted to orchestrate an impressive theft by announcing it. It would have increased the prestige of my Guild..." he lamented. "But maybe it's not so bad. Bravo for the theft, by the way. You can teleport, right?" Priam raised his eyebrows.…
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Priam confirmed that no one was on the roof before closing his eyes and focusing on his mist. He didn't want to be noticed. To do so, he had to create the most transparent, least dense mist possible. Wisps of fog slowly swirled around Priam as he focused on his skill. His Title and Merits helped him, and soon a scarf of mist appeared around his neck. The scarf stretched under his impulse. Slowly swirling around his body, passing under his arms to caress his hands, the fog responded to his desires. Priam…
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Tjay was waiting for him outside the Colosseum. Priam moved closer and told the boy to follow him. He had only fifty-four hours left to prepare for his Tribulations. The orphan boy trotted along beside him to keep up with him. They began to talk as they made their way to the ducal palace. "Hey Tjay. You got any info I need?" asked Priam. "Of course, Sir. I've found several things that might interest you. The factions keep pouring into this Dome. There are so many powerful people gathered here that the…
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"I gladly accept," Maya replied. "I hope you will remember this in the future." Priam wanted to sigh with relief. He had held his breath without realizing it. Maya had decided to bet on him. It was the smartest move because the mercenary would win either way. If he survived his Double Tribulation, his lead would be even more significant, and he would be on good terms with the Mercenaries. Maya would therefore gain an ally in the upcoming Meetings. If he failed, she would have received information about…
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The man approached them. He looked young, but Kenzo didn't want to think that way. The Baron was dangerous - Kenzo could feel it when the man was more than fifty meters away. To call him young would have reduced the man's level of danger in his mind. That would have been a big mistake. Looking at the man, his spear, the passive mist that left a path in his wake, and his fluid movements, it was evident that the Baron was The Mercenaries had gathered all available information about the Baron. Kenzo…
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Priam began by opening his Tree of Merit. He had six points to spend, and some Trees interested him more than others. First, Priam had been thinking. If each Tier was more potent than the previous one, he should favor completing one Tree. Spreading his Merit Points over several Trees might be better in the short term but not in the long term. The important thing was to get to the top tiers as quickly as possible. To do this, he had to focus on titles he could easily upgrade. Indeed, the Bronze rank…
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