David Jackson
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Vadton didn't come to join the rest of us who were sitting on the bean bags, instead, he stood stoically away from the group to observe the next fights. Suffice it to say, Vadton was a bit of an edge lord. "I must admit, it seems that I underestimated Vadton's abilities," Akash replied to my jibe. "I had thought that the moment he became trapped in Xylla's manna cage he would be done for. However, the strategy and strength he displayed to pierce through the barrier was quite ingenious." "If there's one…-
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Vadton pointed his spear out in front of him, the deadly pointed tip directly facing his opponent. It was as if he were issuing a challenge, giving an equal his respect, and apologising for taking Xyalla lightly all at once. Xyalla nodded its rotund head in response and then began its own assault. The alien leapt up into the air and began to wave its hands in circles above the battlefield, using his telepathic power to send a torrent of swirling energy down toward their opponent. It was if a hurricane of…
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The backstage Initiate room had a pretty sweet set-up. Calling it merely a room was a misnomer, considering the open-plan space had three distinct sections. There was an area for people to get their practice on, featuring what looked like a high tech gym and sparring arena, though why anyone would want to give away their powers right before a fight was beyond me. In another of the sections were a suit of medical bays that looked as if they could be reconfigured for basically any body type, though there…
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"Next up from the Zolan Expanse, we have the terrifying, the terrible, the terrific… Thiss!" The next alien in the lineup moved forward. This alien was bipedal, like a human, but stood at least a few feet higher than your average six-foot-tall guy. Similarly to the Null Space Invader I had first fought alongside Lara, its arms were long and misshapen, with the knuckles of its three-fingered hands almost dragging across the floor. None of that was what terrified me the most about this so-called Thiss.…
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After eating breakfast, Akash, Yr'Arl and I all walked down to the main plaza of the Guard base. Much like any other day I had walked through the area the sky was clear and aliens were bustling through the space, on their way to complete whatever their tasks were. However, unlike previous times, a group had gathered together near the entrance of the coliseum. There were 14 aliens gathered there, ranging from a couple of Lara's species to what seemed to be a multicoloured floating cloud of gasses. I…
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I woke up with a stretch that cracked several of the bones in my spine and shuddered from the little spikes of pleasure that resulted. Another dawn on Prespian City, technically only the fifth day that I had been in this new world, and technically only the third that I had actually been conscious for. Yet, somehow, it felt like I'd been in this universe for months now. The debuffs were the absolute last thing that I wanted, so I stripped myself out of the clothes I had fallen asleep in and staggered…
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Akash hadn't been happy with me when he eventually regained his consciousness. He had claimed that me using the weak point at the back of his neck had been inherently dishonourable and that it had been rude of me to hold back for so long only to blitz him at the end of the fight like that. I had wanted to tell him that the reason I'd held off was that I was dealing with my debuffs and that I hadn't actually been trying to mislead him, but that would be way more explanation that it was worth. How was…
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Dodge. Duck. Slash. Dodge. Duck. Slash. Over the past fifteen minutes, I had fallen into a familiar routine, drawing Akash to a total stalemate. After a while I had learned that his attack patterns were actually fairly basic, relying on large arcing strikes to try and hit the most area that he could in an attempt to swipe me out of the air. He had, at one point, launched a series of explosive projectiles at me, but those had been easy enough to bat back with my sword and he hadn't tried them again…
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I tried to dash back and away from Akash before he could react to my blunder, but in my debuffed state I was just a little bit too slow. His strong forearms reached out and wrapped me in the tentacle-like vines that made up the ends and began to squeeze. My Coronashield was holding up, but only barely, I could feel the pressure of Akash's grip closing in on all sides. "Is this really all you have, human?" Akash sneered, "If so, we may truly be doomed." Before I could choke out a reply, Akash had…
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"If we are going to spar, then we shall be doing so on my home territory," Akash said as we walked into the training room. I wasn't sure what he meant by that. Every time I had used the training room it had been the same, a featureless white room with walls that absorbed any manna that you threw at it. But Akash seemed to know exactly what he was doing. He walked over to the side of the entryway door and pulled a panel that I had never noticed before off the wall. Hidden behind the panel was a…
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