Jessica Smith
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Amelia coughed blood, a huge portion of her HP bar was taken, and her weapons disappeared like an extinguished fire. Before Amelia could fall on her back, Alan's body moved on its own and caught her. A couple of seconds later, he felt a warm liquid staining his hands. The memory of Ashley / Isabella II agonizing in a pool of her own blood kicked in. And like an unwelcome guest, dozens of security videos from the Santa María provided by Isabella I burst into his head. His mind would…
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Alan could do nothing but watch. "Get back, Ghost! You're in my way!" Amelia Laflamme yelled, shoving him aside with the strength of ten people. As he tumbled six feet away, he saw a giant black tentacle crash down where he had just stood. The last thing he saw before scrambling to find cover was an enormous black blob creeping toward the female pyromancer. Amelia did not pay more attention to him, and focused on conjuring the largest flame possible, which quickly took the shape of a fire…
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Without hesitation, Tamara commanded her puma to dive, slicing through the clouds with incredible speed. Soon, the dragon loomed directly below them. A targeting reticle appeared in her vision, helping her adjust their trajectory. "We'll reach our target in fifteen seconds!" "Roger that," Benjamin responded, extending his right hand to summon his weapon. "Calling Forth— Tamara glanced at the claymore emerging from its dimensional pocket. "NOW!" Benjamin shouted, startling her. The Puma…
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20 minutes ago... To initiate 'Operation Death from Above', the Titan Hunters guild and Shooting Stars assembled their remaining priests, priestesses, warlocks, witches, and Epic-tier Mounts. Upon reaching the designated location—a rooftop five stories high and one mile from the motionless dragon—the group of ten whispered urgently among themselves. "Alright, everyone, thanks for coming!" Tamara Morin announced as the last witch alighted from her Flying Mount. "Shooting Stars and Titan Hunters,…
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"We're supposed to be anonymous, but screw that," Scarlett said, glowering. "That was my partner's idea anyway. As I've already stated, my primary objective is to learn from you." "What about that 'Embodiment of Progress' crap?" "That's right! My own, fucking progress!" Although Scarlett's freckles and the orange bush she had for hair gave her a feminine appearance, her height, bulky frame, deep tone of voice, and the black eyepatch covering her left eye allowed her to keep her tough-guy persona.…
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Astrid tried her best to remain conscious, repressing the annoying buzz inside her head. The last hit had knocked her to the ground, forcing her to look closely at the droplets of blood on the floor, dripping from her forehead. "Bloody bastard..." she muttered, spitting. At that very moment, she wished for nothing more than to glare at her enemy directly in the eyes, instead of staring at that stupid beast-shaped helmet. "Come on, Comet!" her enemy shouted before stomping over Astrid's head. "Give me…
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He shut his eyes, bracing himself, hoping that getting vaporized would be quick and painless. But a couple of seconds later, he realized he could still hear and feel everything around him. He squinted at the feminine silhouette shielding him. Her long hair flew above her nape, hitting his face, and the fragrance emanating from it contrasted with the smell of charred pavement and smoke nearby. "Astrid?" he called aloud, making the young girl in front of him sneer loudly. "Seriously? Do I look of…
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After the battle was over, they had cut in half all the buildings within a 500 feet radius. Despite the loss of blood, gradually causing him to lose his sight, and the tortuous pain from his multiple wounds, Oscar could still chuckle. "T-That's an interesting fighting style you g-got there. He-he. It reminds me of someone I know." The Girl in Black strolled toward him. The echo from her heeled boots was the only discernible sound in the area, as the roar of the two-headed dragon and the noise of the…
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By 1:15 pm, all of Londorus' population knew about the dragon terrorizing the city. Some could see it from their still unaffected homes, or hear its rumbling roar echoing through the streets. Video recordings of it flooded the Navinet, and Users from all over The Novus promptly named the disaster in many ways: 'The Unsuspected Raid'.'The Surprise-Mothaf***** Boss Raid'.And 'The Nuke-Dragon Event'. The few Londorus residents who ventured out to get a better shot of the monster ended up vaporized…
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"At last! I've been waiting for this for so long..." the unknown warrior wearing full plate armor said, short of breath, as if they were salivating inside the helmet. Astrid changed her glacial glare for a puzzled look. "Do I know you?" "Never met. But I know all about you," the warrior replied, making Astrid snicker. "Yes, yes. I bet you've heard that line a million times by now, but I mean it," the stranger continued. "I've been a big fan of yours long before you got notoriety. So what if I'm just…
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