Matthew White
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When I had started teasing her, I hadn't expected much, but her absolute lack of protest as I rolled up her robes had done quite a bit to change my mind about it. I spanked her once more, enjoying the way she trembled on my lap. In a way that had absolutely nothing to do with fear. Only anticipation. I spanked her again, and this time, a whisper escaped her mouth. “How much longer?” she whispered. Her question earned me a big smile. Pity, she couldn’t see that from her current position. “Well,…
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I pulled Seldanna underground even as the cheers exploded on the surface, celebrating their victory, unaware that just how close to disaster they were after their spectacularly bad intervention. I kept my attention on the surface, dealing with the nearby undead scouts, but not even for a second I believed that I was able to deal with all of them — or even a significant minority of them. The attack was too calculated for them to just have a few observers close in, and the explosion itself was too…
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If there was one disadvantage of great planning before the battle, it was boredom… I used the great number of magical detection wards I had spread underground to get a real-time view of the battle. As I predicted, the zombies were attacking from the wings, rushing in with a recklessness that was exaggerated even for disposable corpses of undead beings. Some of the elven archers panicked at the unexpected strategy, but the numbers were simply too far apart for it to make any difference, especially with…
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“We better pause our little treatment, undead is attacking again,” I said. She jumped up to her feet, the urgency of the situation enough for her to think that she managed to hide her awkward expression from me. “I — I better go join,” she said after a while. I was going to send her away with a chuckle, but as I used the various wards I had implemented around to detect the attackers, I realized that something was suspicious about the attack. Namely, the number I could detect… And their…
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I watched as her exotic face turned confused, then reluctant, before admitting. “What kind of massage?” “I was thinking of a simple palm massage,” I said. “It sounds simple, but works well on humans. Elves shouldn’t be too different.” She looked thoughtful, her blush invading her face slightly as she considered it. “Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad,” she muttered. “Good, come here, then,” I said as I cast a simple spell to reshape Earth into a large slab — once again using Arcana…
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After the disastrous chain of events that left me helpless in the new world that was going through a hopeless undead assault, the last thing I had expected to have a… Holiday. It certainly felt like a holiday with everything that was going on. The area was a gray hellscape when I had first visited, and right now, an area of several miles was covered with a lush, beautiful forest, one that filled me with relaxation as I walked, my feet wading through thick grass. There were forests as thick back in the…
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As I returned to the cave under the tree, I was satisfied with the gains I had made from the battle. Not only I had destroyed the most immediate threat of the undead assault, but I achieved that without revealing myself. The giant guardian tree in the middle of nowhere was not any less inconspicuous, but for all intents of purposes, it belonged to elves, which the undead was already fighting against. They had no idea there was a meddler in their battle, nor they had the ability to actually give chase…
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The only thing that prevented me from exploding in panic was that I could sense the source of the pull was the crystal that the death knights holding in hand, rather than something mysterious and over-encompassing. Dealing with another System was the last thing I needed. With that fear squished, I turned my attention to my current problem. Under the circumstances, Divine Spark stealers were not something I expected to deal with. I didn’t appreciate the potential competition. Though, maybe I…
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Against the renewed march of the undead, I responded with another wave of magically-charged leaves, which, unfortunately, didn’t work as well as I had hoped. The reason was a lich that moved forward before casting a spell, and expanding the protective ward over the army. “Amateur,” I murmured in disdain. By the mana emanating from his spell, it was clear that the lich was strong, but his strength did nothing to the horribleness of his decision. By extending the wards forward, he created a barrier…
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Processing the current state of the battle didn’t take long, as even while I was busy creating my self-System, I was taking occasional glances, to see if there was any great change. The undead continued to entrench themselves along the river, slowly expanding their wards to get closer while sending a continuous wave of zombies, and the elves continued to rain their arrows. At first, I expected elves to have some logistical trouble, but when their mage used another spell, continuously taking branches of…
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