John Williams

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  • by John Williams  ( War Log - Day 43 )  Fearing retaliation from the Mercenary King, Regus ordered the Bloodfall clan to retreat to the central areas of where the Vampire disc was located and take up the role of disc protectors alongside other Aurelius forces already on duty.  This time around Max was not given an option to refuse and stay back to fight on the frontlines as he was simply given orders from the king to fall back and hand over the defence of the orb to the new legion reporting from duty from the…
  • by John Williams  ( Vega Titus and Julian Caeser's POV ) Julian stormed into Vega's tent with a letter in hand, where the king was personally pleasing the heroics of Ravan Bloodfall and the Bloodfall clan after their monumental victory.  As a loyal do-, as a loyal subject of Regus Aurelius he felt jealous that his master was praising someone else, but more jealous at the fact that Vega had managed to scoop this talent before he did.  " How did you know? " Julian asked aggressively as he slammed the letter on…
  • by John Williams  ( Max's POV )  The Bloodfall Clan had erupted into a frenzy of euphoria. A palpable wave of victory washed over each warrior, the taste of triumph still fresh on their tongues.  Tables, strewn with the finest of wines and meats, groaned under the weight of indulgence, the merry cacophony of victory reverberating throughout the camp.  Clansmen, of varying degrees of seniority, were caught in the throes of celebration, recounting tales of their heroics with raucous laughter, mimicking sword…
  • by John Williams  ( The Mercenary camp )  In the grand tent at the heart of the Mercenary camp, the elite members of Avan's council gathered.  Tension hung heavy in the air, the usual prideful chatter and reports were replaced by a stinging silence.  At the end of the room, atop a raised platform, sat Avan, the Mercenary King, the tier8 monarch, a great god amongst gods.  His eyes, dark as the night, scanned over the written report in his hand, the parchment visibly trembling. "The Coalition forces led by…
  • by John Williams  ( Jhonny's POV ) No sooner had he left the Ocean Leviathans' camp, Jhonny had already set his eyes on the next target - the Frostwolf Marauders' base. The distance between the two bases was relatively low, but it would still take a normal individual about 2 hours to get there, but distance did not work the same way for gods who could literally leap over mountains.  With a hop, skip, and jump, he traversed the landscape, grinning all the while reaching the Frostwolf base in under 15…
  • by John Williams  ( Meanwhile Jhonny )  While the Bloodfall Clan were holding their own in a fierce battle against the Mercenary legions in the Light Faction territory.  Sir Johnny had set out on a mission in the Dark Faction.  The contrast couldn't have been more stark - a brutal battlefield on one end, and Johnny's comedic caper on the other. What was supposed to be a field mission with thousands of support troops to help him, was actually being done by Jhonny alone as he had prepared to take down six enemy…
  • by John Williams  ( Max's POV )  Seeing the ducks fill in the battlefield was pure joy for Max.  The ducks were the pet of the current strongest man in the entire true elites guild, whose arrival signified that guildmaster Neatwit was personally in the house!  As the Mercenary side of the battlefield descended into pure chaos, attracting one nature's calamity after another, Max felt glee fill his heart as for the first time since the old man had painted the picture of the mad strategy in front of him, Max…
  • by John Williams  If one were to ask a random cultured human from Earth.  ' Hey, what do you think the apocalypse would look like? '  The answer to the question would somehow look like the active scenario on the northern battlefront.  Asteroids falling, Earth opening up at random places and swallowing giants whole, lightning striking people with deadly accuracy and overall an atmosphere of absolute uncertainty as nobody even understands as to where they are going to be hit from.  If there was ever going to be…
  • by John Williams  ( Rudra's POV ) Sometimes Rudra wondered if he was living life on easy mode.  His life in general was by no means easy. He probably lived one of the most adventurous and dangerous lives of any human ever alive, but from time to time he felt like he was a game's most advanced player who had come down to hunt monsters in the beginner village.  Looking at the dumb Mercenaries giving the Bloodfall clan troops a chase, Rudra felt a little sad that there were no exciting unexpected…
  • by John Williams  For a good five minutes the first and the second legions had the absolute upper hand in battle as the Crimson shadow soldiers that had attacked them from the flanks could not handle the fully prepared and shielded Bloodfall soldiers.  As Assassin's their speciality was in taking their enemy by surprise.  Even within large battlefields their preffered method of attack was to lurk through the blindspots and take advantage of ensuing battle between two people to kill the opponent unaware.  But…
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