Michael Wilson
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Baaam! The door slammed open with a thunderous force. Zalya stormed in, her eyes aflame with anger, her chest heaving. Right behind her, Alric entered a weary look on his face, clearly trying to temper Zalya's fury. "They cannot do this, Alric!" Zalya's voice was laced with anger, every word punctuated with the weight of her emotions. "Letting all of them die like this... It's unforgivable." Alric met her gaze. "Calm down, Zalya," he responded in a more measured tone. "Considering the…-
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Liam's gaze locked onto Irys, her sincere feeling evident in the depth of her amber eyes. The raw emotion in them made him feel a warmth he hadn't felt in ages, a stirring sensation that bridged the chasm of years of loneliness and pain. Time seemed to stop, and for that moment, it felt as if only the two of them existed in the universe. Drawn in by her captivating eyes and the promise of solace in her presence, Liam found himself leaning in, slowly diminishing the distance between them. Irys, too,…
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Irys let out a soft chuckle, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, dear Liam, did you think I gave you that armor without any reason?" Retrieving a pendant from around her neck, she held it up for him to see. "The armor you're wearing is linked to this pendant. Whoever wears it can sense the life force of the armor's bearer, regardless of the distance." Her eyes grew misty, clouded with memories. "That armor once belonged to my father, and this pendant was my mother's. Passing them down has been a…
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Liam slowly opened his eyes, the gentle glow of soft light caressing his face. Blinking, he took in the unfamiliar surroundings. The room was a blend of sleek modern furniture with enigmatic runes etched into the walls. Above his bed hung a large, beautifully crafted chandelier with gems emitting a soft, calming glow. The runes on the wall pulsed gently. On the opposite side of the room was a door with an ornate design. To his surprise, he felt rejuvenated, as though he had just awoken from a deep…
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Approaching Alric, a wave of relief washed over Zalya. "Do you need any more healing elixirs?" she inquired with concern. Waving his hand dismissively, Alric responded, "Liora's already patched me up decently. No need for anything more." His gaze then shifted to the levitating stretchers holding Irys and Liam. "Are they going to be alright?" She nodded. "They're stable for now." His eyes, filled with genuine concern, settled on Zalya. "And you? How have you fared?" Zalya's gaze wandered over…
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Zalya and Liora, having just contained the titan's spike bombardment, cast their eyes upon the devastated battlefield. The golem lay in ruins, the aftermath of the brutal conflict evident in every direction. Once engaged in the fierce battle, the soldiers could only stand in horrified awe, their gazes fixed on the gruesome scene before them. A singular figure stood out as dusk's orange and purple hues painted the sky, signaling the end of a day filled with unexpected and brutal combat. Irys, her…
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Just as the deadly spike neared Liam's eyes, a Warhammer whizzed through the air, shattering several earthy projectiles in a cloud of dust and debris. Moments later, Irys stormed into view, positioning herself protectively in front of Liam. Battle scars marred her once-immaculate armor, cracks, and dents testifying to her ferocious dash through the battlefield. Clearly, she had plowed through the golems with raw brute force, not doing any dodge. The depth of her emotion reflected in her amber eyes,…
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As Liam is fighting his way to the Titan. Looking at the chaotic battlefield, Ensign Caelum knew that a more organized strategy was vital to overcome the pressing threat of the golems. His voice, carrying both authority and desperation, pierced through the chaotic battle. "Soldiers, regroup around me!" He drew his own runic blade, its symbols glowing a fierce blue. "Soldiers! Activate the linking rune!" he ordered. Around him, a multitude of weapons began to glow in a similar hue, forming a radiant web…
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With wide eyes fixed on the impending rain of spikes, Ensign Caelum felt his heart race with panic and dread. Recognizing the imminent threat, he mustered all the force in his lungs and bellowed, "Prepare your shields!" In response, the soldiers' weapons began to transform, glowing brightly before a portion of their blades shifted into a protective Shield. But the transition wasn't instantaneous. The deadly spikes began their descent, and one unfortunate soldier wasn't fast enough in the chaos. A spike…
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Liam's eyes darkened as he saw Irys being thrown. His heart raced as an inferno of anger welled up inside him. As he plummeted downwards, he used the "Seismic Stomp." Through experimentation, Liam had tested utilizing his flame energy in place of arcane energy. Although it didn't possess the pure strength of arcane, this flame energy transformed his abilities, imparting them with special characteristics. As Liam descended, a fiery aura enveloped his legs. When his feet forcefully connected with the…
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