Mary Wilson
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Opening my status, numerous notifications came pouring in. The first one was unexpected, but welcome nonetheless. It was an absolute outpour of skills, which was a nice bonus. Lightning Generation came from using electricity as a weapon against the twisted Sentinel. Considering the massive streaks of mana based lightning I spawned during my mana charging, electrical generation was something I’d expected a while back. Using it actively as a weapon must have made the difference here…-
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The twisted Sentinel lobbed out his first mental attack, a sort of initial jab combined with a feint. This typical opener gave me plenty of leeway for my start. I partitioned two minds for mental magic as I did with Torix, one for offense and one for defense. They went to war against the telepathically inclined being, and the rest of me charged the wretch. The Sentinel hovered himself backward, several mana streams directing his movement. Event Horizon smothered him after the initial seconds of battle,…
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I reached out my hands and clapped them together, releasing a dull thud. Getting myself amped up, I reminded myself what to do. I could make a massive difference during this siege, and that might ensure our victory. Those thoughts fueled my resolve as I stepped up to Mt. Verner. Walking towards a cleared out hillside, many of our members walked around in the open, using Omega Strains. It was as Torix and I agreed; everybody already prepared for the battle. Others practiced working with my rings, some…
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Using my new skill, I brainstormed while walking toward Mt. Verner’s surface. At this point, I had quite a few options at my disposal, and using them all well would make a world of difference. Keeping that in mind, I sat down in my usual golem building spot. There, I drafted up a few strategies and techniques for saving time. My first good idea came from my newfound aura range. At this point, my dimensional wakes were no longer only for my personal use. These enhancing areas could cover immense…
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I showed Torix my status, and we read with a vicious hunger. I turned to Torix, “They have to sort everything, or else people get lost. Woah.” Torix raised a finger to his skeletal mouth, “Shh. I’m reading it.” I followed suit. “Huh…so what were your thoughts?” Torix cackled, “Hah, well, I simply imagined erasing the mind of my creatures and recreating them in my image. A better image.” Torix snapped his fingers, creating primordial mana,…
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I leaned back, gawking at the two different mana types. Torix moved them back and forth, and I kept my gaze locked on them like they were two headless babies. Ah man, bad similes aside, Torix created a pool of quintessence before allowing all the mana types to wisp away. I blinked, “So…what the hell happened?” Torix pointed above his status, and I analyzed it. I spread out my hands, “So you got a new class too, huh?” The lich beamed with pride and joy, “But of course. It wasn’t…
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While sinking miles and miles from Saphigia, Elysium already set up shop in the Vagni’s capital. They constructed a net out of energy to hold in mana pollution. This purple sludge sustained a silver population, all of it grown at the top of this purple pillar. Saysha beetles constructed a landmass of metal, and merjects acted as Hybrid fodder at the top of it. All of this occurred at the city’s core. Outside of this new wall of congealed pollution, the Vagni thrived. They accepted Elysium’s rule,…
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I relaxed on a gravity well, knowing these kinds of issues come up all the time. An hour passed. By now, most of those around me twisted like knots. By then, a sinking feeling crawled up my chest too. Two hours went by, and now I joined the crew’s anxiety, though I kept it to myself. When three full hours flashed by, a haunting realization popped up in our minds. We weren’t worried anymore that they’d be late or even fail the mission. None of that mattered to me anymore. I just wanted them back. I…
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I tapped my forehead, sweat forming over my brow. This was going to be a complete botch of a mission if I didn’t pull something together. Turns out I was wrong. Isa turned towards Lester as she pulled acid bombs from her dimensional storage, “Burn the evidence. We can’t let anyone know we were here.” I facepalmed at myself for going blank for a minute. Isa tossed everybody a few acid bombs, and we got to work. I made a claw on my finger before drawing a hole into the glass vial. With a few…
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I woke up with the scraping dust and dry winds roaring beyond our protective magic. Turning towards everyone, I found them all asleep besides Hod and Amara. The eldritch sat in a room where she closed an old door for secrecy. She probably worked on her red status. Hod kept his view outside, his gaze sharp and single-minded. Even if he was a goofball, the bird was relentless once he focused in on something. Apparently, Amara was too. I walked over towards her, finding her leaning her back against a wall.…
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