Elizabeth Williams
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I was ready to act when I noticed the change in Zolast. He had already been holding his knife when the over-enthusiastic thugs approached his cart, but it had been a harmless gesture, a cook hold onto his tools. Yet, the moment the threat was uttered, his grip shifted. It was not a big move. His thumb shifted to the other side, his index finger shifted a little, and his hold loosened a touch. Enough to add just a bit of whipping effect as he delivered an unexpected slash. It was a fascinating little…
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I didn't do much for a while as I walked around the camp. I just sauntered while taking deep breaths, trying to control that sudden flare of anger. I didn't question the presence of the overwhelming flood of anger. With all that was going on, it was a natural response, and even I had limits when it came to compartmentalizing my emotions. Sometimes, no experience helped. One just needed to let the shock run its course. If I was still back on Earth, I would have retreated to my cabin in the woods, enjoying…
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Jertann was the first to speak as I walked away. "Where are you going?" he stammered as he followed me, easily catching up to me with his large steps even with his initial freeze, shocked not by my combat proficiency, but by my choice. "Wrong question," I said with a chuckle, not stopping even for a moment. "What do you mean, wrong question?" he stammered, even skipping a step when he followed me. Behind him, Silas was following silently, but only because Karak gestured for her to stay silent. "You need…
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Jertann was a good fighter; based on the limited interaction, a good brother and friend as well. But observant, he was not, as evidenced by the way he walked forward toward the beast that the group had just downed, uncaring of the large group of rivals that was walking toward us, their weapons raised to make a point — and not a friendly point. I looked at Karak, who just shrugged in resignation. Clearly, it was not the first time. I sighed, ignoring my desire to complain even as I could see the…
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I quickly realized that moving as a part of a large group had its own challenges. Speed was one of them. Alone, using the river as a highway, I could compete with a car, and even without cheating, I was moving at a speed that would kill a thoroughbred horse from overexertion. However, the moment the first great beast, some kind of mutated tiger, overgrown to match an elephant in the size appeared, rushing forward at a speed I could never match, I was reassured by my choices. The people with ranged…
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Fighting as a part of the group was different than fighting alone. It had some challenges, like more monsters targeting the larger group. That was a disadvantage, but not a huge one — especially since the bonfire was still burning bright, holding the attention of most of the flying monsters, leaving us to contend with the land-based variety. But I had to admit, the advantages were impressive. The biggest one, I didn't need to deal with all the monsters myself. I walked behind the group, not contributing…
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So, what's next," I asked even as I glanced at the camp of the Reds. The first thing I noticed was several carts and wagons, several people loading boxes, while others were gathering some large, pavilion-like tents. "It seems that we have our next job, scouting the path and creating an advance line," he said. "We don't want any monster to directly attack the camp." "Naturally," I answered. I didn't ask any questions while I tried to avoid the huge crowd, I had already seen the other caravans using a…
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We didn't talk much for the rest of the way. After finished bragging about his martial potential, he fell silent, mulling on my offer. And, I was lost in my thoughts, wondering whether the mention of a familiar divine name meant anything. My conclusion, it probably did, but nothing that would actually matter in the short term. Instead, I turned my attention to his mention of the Promotion. His offhand mention of gods and being chosen implied that they believed that it was some kind of divine process,…
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After that disgusting — but very Healthy — meal, I walked around the camp for another hour, spending most of the money I had managed to steal to buy various food items. I had five more meals, buying them from different vendors, though none of them granted as much experience as Zolast's little painful recipe which gave me thirteen total points. The food wasn't without its problems, of course, I could feel the damaging energies from the food sticking to my bones, but I didn't care much about that. It…
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I sighed as I strolled into the camp, taking note about the chaos that was going on. I had expected a level of discord, but the camp was even more disorganized than I had expected, with at least five shouting matches going on around me. The general structure of the camp was simple. Each close-knit group had established their tents close enough to touch each other, at least four people standing guard, ready against any attack. The camp was crowded enough that no land beast reached that point, and the…
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