Mary Miller
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“The power level…” Octane echoed in thought. “Wait, are you saying we’re supposed to destroy these dolls with our Angelicas?!” Elder Hua chuckled. “That depends on whether or not you have the ability to. If you have a destructive-type Angelica like Stormbringer, you should aim to destroy the iFrame, but if you have something like Daredevil or Oculus, simply overpower the copy’s Angelica and I’ll count it as your win.” By ‘overpower’, she meant creating a more intense mana field…-
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As Finn’s mana poured into the mannequin, glowing lines that hadn’t been visible before suddenly flashed to life on the doll’s body, starting with the center of its face and working its way all around its body. The glow was blue for Finn, but for the others, it was different depending on the Angelica they had. Iris’s was a bright golden yellow, while Octane’s was lime green. Fanatic and Reaper, who didn’t have Angelicas, had their iFrames glow white, the color of neutral. Then, to their…
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After lunch was over, Elder Hua came back to pick up Finn and the others. Together, they headed for a different part of the squadron grounds. On the way, Elder Hua explained how their schedules were going to go. “Listen up, you brats. For this next week up until the mission starts, you won’t have any free time at all,” she said as she walked. “In the mornings, starting at 6 AM, you will have stealth training. Then, after an one-hour lunch break at 11, the afternoon will be spent on combat training…
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“Huh? Where?” Octane asked, eyes darting around frantically. “Straight up ahead, in the left corner,” Elder Hua replied calmly. “Go on, greet them. I’ll come back for you when lunch is over.” Leaving her five students just like that, she left the cafeteria and disappeared from sight. “Uh… what now?” Fanatic asked quietly. “Well… no choice but to do as told, I suppose,” Iris replied with a sigh. “Finn, 50 meters to your front, then 15 to your left.” Octane was somewhat…
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“Wha-!” Elder Hua’s eyes widened as she sensed danger nearby thanks to her Bloodborn-granted sixth sense, a passive power that didn’t require activation. She immediately spun around to see Finn, who had been planning on knocking her clean out with an attack to the neck. Unfortunately for him, Elder Hua’s sixth sense allowed her to react just in time. Since he was blind, he didn’t stand a chance against a counterattack. “Ngh-!” Finn was blown backwards by a swift punch in the stomach,…
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Elder Hua slowly bent down and closed her eyes, gently placing her hand on the dirt. She focused her mind and listened intently for any sign of movement. Red decal-like scales appeared all around the edges of her face as her body began emitting a faint red hue. After a few seconds, her eyes snapped open and darted towards a closely-knit patch of tress in the distance. “There.” She grinned smugly and immediately dashed to the location where she had sensed underground movement. This was not the power…
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After leaving the main hall of the Thousand Dragons Sect, the five were led to the outskirts of the base by Elder Hua, directly facing a dense forest of some sort. Once there, she made her speech. “Listen up, you brats!” She declared in an unnaturally high-pitched voice. “On the mission, stealth is going to be of utmost importance. Only fight battles you must — skip past anything that you don’t have to fight! Even if you don’t have my Angelica, I can still teach you some useful tips to remain…
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After returning that night, Finn, Iris, Octane, and Fanatic were all told to pack up their belongings and be ready to stay at the other squadron’s place for a while. The next morning, they set off, waving Archon and Melvia goodbye as they used the teleporter. In an instant, they were transported, shrouded by white light. When it faded away, they found themselves within a traditional Eastern room, with paintings of dragons on the walls and velvet-colored wooden furniture. The furry carpet below them had…
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“W-Wha…” Angel gasped, covering her mouth and not making a sound. Tears could be seen on the corners of her eyes, and her whole body was trembling. The other teens were no different. But for Derek, it hit the hardest. On the wrist of the severed hand was a bracelet. It was the bracelet he gave to his mother for Mother’s Day last year. She had treasured it dearly… and now, it lay on the floor along with her hand, stained with blood. “N-No… what is this…?!” Shocked by this whole…
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“To survive is to suffer, but to live, is to find some meaning in that suffering.” ***** My name is Derek McLan. I used to be a very bright kid. Always talkative, friendly, and kind to everyone I met. I got good grades in school and excelled at athletics as well. I came from a rich family, lived in a mansion, and was respected all around. My parents were proud, I was happy, and my naiveness thought this could go on forever. It didn’t. I still remember that day clearly. It was my 16th birthday,…
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