Matthew Thompson
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With a few more seconds of banter between the two brothers, Cynrik cut off the conversation due to his arrival at the edge of the lavafall. Tilting backward, he assumed a leaning posture and observed the liquid-like sky of the Shadow Realm, with Benny joining him. “Are you ready for this?” Cynrik looked over at Benny and noted how much stress the boy was wearing on his face. Since the Shadow Realm was, in essence, a world devoid of any Mana particles aside from Dark Mana, the task Cynrik had bestowed…
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With Benny hanging limply and wearing an embarrassed expression, Cynrik placed his right palm on the stone door leading to the Kobold Village and applied enough pressure to open it without making any noise slowly. Then, sensing Brance arriving behind him, Cynrik went ahead and opened the door beyond the inch-wide crack he had created, making a gap barely large enough for them to move through. Brance brushed past Cynrik and Benny, making himself and Gabby the first ones through the threshold, which…
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“If it becomes a subjugation mission, the two of us will do what needs to be done; you both don’t need that kind of burden on your minds, so you will only have to face the adults.” An oppressive silence descended on the party at Cynrik’s words. By saying the phrase “subjugation mission,” everyone was suddenly aware of how serious the situation had become. Even to Benny and Gabby, it was a well-known fact that Green Alpha Egresses allegedly had a meager rate of casualty. If ten parties of five…
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With all the members of his party within arm’s length of himself, Cynrik cast , covering all four of them in a shroud of Dark Mana. “Everyone stay close; we move as one unit; if my legs move, your legs move, be watching for any hand signs I give. Keep your weapons at the ready.” Cynrik’s eyes shifted away from his party towards a stone door the size of a full-sized SUV, and he made his way over to it. He slowly reached forward and applied just enough pressure on the door to inch it open without…
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A couple of minutes later, Gabby, Benny, and Brance were sitting in a semi-circle around Cynrik, waiting for him to dish out their roles for the boss fight. COUGH “OK then, first things first,” with a wave of his hand, the Fletching skill book appeared from his inventory, and he casually tossed it to Gabby. “Sorry bout earlier, Gabby; although Brance filled you all in on what was going on, I still shouldn’t have lost control of myself like that in front of you. Hopefully, this present will be…
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From an outside perspective, Cynrik’s antics of running around while throwing his body at different angles may seem useless and childish, but in actuality, it had a purpose. Gripped in both his hands were the two unsheathed Kodachis, giving him an added +10 AGI breaching the 200 point checkpoint. So as he jumped around and dodged imaginary traps, he was effectively getting used to the increase in his AGI. Although it did take some effort to carry both swords and hold onto his two treasure chests, after…
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From the instant the contents of Phase Two became public knowledge, Cynrik had basically written off any dangers presented. In his mind and even Brances, Green Alpha Egresses posed zero to no challenge and effectively were only a time sink. At the end of the day, the two brothers had already outgrown Green Egresses as a whole, simply by nature of how quickly they grew. If it were before the events of Haylons Shadow, then maybe they would have been concerned, but now that they had Evolved to Tier-1, they…
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The glow from Cynrik’s eyes dissipated as he deactivated and collected himself. Then, knowing he was pressed for time and the others were patiently waiting by the Boss room for his arrival, Cynrik ran one last simulation in his head to figure out the best possible outcome for the battle. ‘Right, time to go.’ Slowly getting to his feet but staying crouched low to the ground, Cynrik flicked his wrists and unsheathed both hidden blades with a muted sound before dashing off towards the smallest group…
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Cynrik only stayed in his for a short time after talking with Brance. His next move was to double-check his DMG loadout one last time before moving out and sweeping through the remaining three mischiefs of Fanged Rats. Without having to worry about the others or holding back, it took him less than 15 minutes to clear through them like a chaotic storm filled with flames and darkness. After the battle with Ragnar, Cynrik was aware of what he lacked in combat and took this time to work through his skills by…
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Cynrik looked down at his Húðflúr, faintly glowing in purple light, and sighed loudly. Even though their time together had been filled with battle, Cynrik had actually learned quite a bit from Ragnar. Everything about the Legacy Strife aside, the more he replayed the fight, the more he realized that although the Æsir Spirit had been trying to kill him, each one of his attacks showed Cynrik a fatal flaw in his technique. Sparring with Brance or the Sanfords was one thing, but actual battle was the best…
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