Matthew Thompson
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“Stick to the plan, Björn; keep those walls high; they will need to reach the ceiling; just take a look at those glorious calves, thighs, and those front claws; it’s just like the Velociraptor, man I wish I could study them. They look like snakey dinosaurs; how majestic.” Cynrik said with sparkling eyes. “IVAR! KNOCK OFF THE PALEONTOLOGIST BULLSHIT AND GET YOUR HEAD IN THE FIGHT!” Brance roared as he began channeling Terra and Light Mana into his palms. “Tsk, I know, bah, such a killjoy.…
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While Geralt was heavily invested in the monitor with the three students still in the running for a Perfect Clear, Yennifer turned her attention towards the monitor with Benny and Selene. They had just spawned together and were standing silently while staring at each other in confusion. — “Um, why are you here?” Selene asked as she tilted her head to the side and planted her tower shield on the ground. “I could ask you the same thing. Hm, this room is bigger.” Unconcerned by the appearance of…
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CHAPTER 300 GUYSSS! It’s been a long time coming. Let’s get into the good shit! ~Author San. — Together, Geralt and Yennifer watched as all five of the members of MyrkLys raised their hands and pressed the notification indicating it was time to move to Floor Twenty-Two. In an instant, the individual screens merged from the five different equal-sized displays into two. — Opening his eyes after teleporting, Brance looked around, taking in his surroundings but was suddenly tackled to the ground…
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“The same applies to fights where we have to handle multiple opponents. Cynrik constantly moves freely around the entire battlefield, using his stealth skills and maneuverability to dispatch any potential threats to the party before we become hindered by them.” Pausing for a second, Benny considered how to explain Brance’s role in battle. “In contrast, Brance reacts quickly and confronts everything in our path, giving us the confidence to continue no matter how tired we are because we know he…
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“Um…hello, Teacher Yennifer, I am sorry you were forced to come here because of my lack of ability and talent.” Still slightly confused, Benny quickly greeted the Hologram woman with a bow and some respectful yet self-deprecating words. |”Nonsense, your inability to pass the trial as quickly as the other members of your Faction has nothing to do with lack of talent or even skill but more so due to how you handle multiple opponents simultaneously.”| Speaking with a pleasant tone topped off with…
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Cynrik stated as he double-checked his Iron shortsword for damage. Hearing about how this supposed “noble” demon had a strange Affinity made Cynrik curious. Demons using an unknown Platinum and Garnet-colored Affinity could mean anything, but Cynrik already had a theory. Shrugging his shoulders and flipping the dagger around his left hand, Cynrik thought hard for a second before giving his second opinion. Reaching up and using his dagger to scratch the back of his head, Cynrik noticed the…
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Holding out his hand and flinging out a thin thread of Dark Mana, Cynrik retrieved his dagger, which he had thrown after hacking down an opponent with his shortsword, to finish off the final opponent on Wave: Four. Spinning the blade around his left wrist and watching the timer for the next Wave pop up, Cynrik decided to check in on his brother. |You have completed Wave Four; 30 seconds have been added to the break timer.| Twitching at the sound of his older brother appearing in his head, Brance…
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Feeling the urge to slam his head on the ground, Brance wanted nothing more than to shut off the mind link to stop the annoying screeches coming from Cynrik. Crossing his arms and pouting, Cynrik closed the Marketplace and stood up. Next, he swapped out his weapons for the new Iron ones and adjusted them on his hip and the small of his back. Once he was ready, Cynrik popped his neck and slowed his breathing. Taking a fighting stance, Cynrik said in the mind link before talking out loud. “Move to…
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‘Let’s see, Five WDs in hand and a wide surface area to cover.’ Rolling the five small Mana-constructed marbles around in his hand, Brance began pushing little chunks of MP into each one as his eyes scanned the rippling water. ‘Hey, Tobs, do you know how big a boom these things make?’ Brance asked as he sheathed his greatsword on his back and transferred one of the WDs to his right hand. -The explosion radius is dependent on how much Mana you have stored within the constructs. The blast radius…
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Holding his stomach with one hand and wiping the tear forming in the corner of his left eye, Cynrik erupted after Brance’s insult. Gritting his teeth, Brance closed his eyes and focused on the different sounds in the water again. “Shut up~ I can’t concentrate.” Cynrik mockingly said aloud instead of using the mind link while waving his hands around, imitating how Brance moved when he spoke in anger. ‘Sigh, alright, back to shopping. So far, I burned 45 points on the shortsword and 30 on the…
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