Patricia Johnson
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1. Consumable Durability Enchantment Rune 2. Gunther's Ring 3. VIP Entrant Token to the 4. Domain Builder 5. Unknown List 6. 14.803 G1 Coins Otto first took a look at the . The rune was blue in color, slightly curvier than a rune from a typical array, and printed on what looked to be a block of wood rather than a piece of paper. He it. Adds additional 'durability' to a consumable item that is usable. Additional durability adds two or more uses to consumables. Restriction: Does not work on…
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Otto looked around at the familiar gray room and breathed a small sigh of relief. He would never let it show on his face, but the girl in the white robe had given him quite a lot of pressure. The fact that he couldn't even read her attributes with was deeply alarming. The one thing Otto felt he could take comfort in, rather, was the fact that the would not make him fight such an enemy so easily. She was far beyond the bounds of difficulty. Well, as far as he knew. From what he could see, perhaps…
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"AAAHHHHHHHH!" A shrill cry filled with all of his anger, pain, and frustration burst out of Jason's mouth. But its effect was nothing like a simple yell of frustration. Mana instinctively rose up from the deepest parts inside him, forming a small, intricate series of patterns that coated his voice. Had Jason been able to see it, he would have been surprised and alarmed. As far as he knew, he'd never seen those patterns before! It was based on a feeling, an intuition that stemmed from deep…
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The dim light of the moon illuminated the greenery of the forest. Trees rustled and swayed in the breeze. The light noises they made hid the commotion in the forest's depths. But Jason wasn't in the frame of mind to pay attention. He panted noisily as he ran through the forest. His head swiveled around again and again to check the number of wolves following him from behind. It was the moment when he realized just how much he'd underestimated the leader of the wolves. Even with barely a quarter of…
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5 minutes? 10 minutes? Even though the tube didn't look like it was pointed towards him, Mikelo's sixth sense was telling him that this was the most imminent threat. He contemplated, before gritting his teeth. One more try to climb up the walls. If that failed, he would use his last resort! … Mikelo lay on the ground, panting once more. One leg was broken, while the other was completely mangled. He could also no longer use one of his arms. The pain was devastating, but compared to getting eaten…
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Otto's fingers blurred as they moved through the space, creating small trails of blue light that served to illuminate the darkness. His eyes were focused. He weaved the tendrils of mana from each of the arrays on the sides of the hole into this array at the bottom into a beautiful blue net of runes inlaid into an orb. The rumbling sounds from the hole increased. Otto's fingers slightly sped up. His brows creased further. He knew his target had almost arrived. Minutes passed. Otto never once let up…
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A black and brown sea covered the bright golden sand. The desert was overrun with . Or, as contestants typically called them, spider monsters. Other than Otto himself, Mikelo was the final remaining contestant. The one who should have long been dead, his body fully digested in the spiders' bellies. Otto watched him die painfully, wake up, run away from the spiders, then die all over again after they turned their attention to him once more. Otto had to give it to Mikelo, though. This Throskart was…
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A beautiful young woman clad in a lithe black combat suit stood on the hot sand, perspiring slightly. She looked around, murmuring quietly, "Only 19 left." This should be the last time she had to fight for a lane amidst these terrible Throskarts who tried to block her at every turn. It was the beginning of the end of the round, and Julia had finagled and rammed her way into the center lane six times out of eight. Her as well as her passive had proved to be big boons. Julia prepared for the…
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Jason breathed heavily and clutched his side. If glares could kill, Jason was positive that the old man opposite him would already be dead. He wanted to take a knife to that cunning smile so hard... Well, that's what he was about to do, anyway, so. He still couldn't believe he had actually been ambushed. A despicable move. Jason seemed to be learning about the grosser sides of human nature the more time he spent in the . "Just hand over the book, dear boy, and this will all be over." "I'll even…
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"Relax, Toto." His eyes bored into Otto's. "I'm not your enemy." A smirk seemed to be glued to his face. Somehow, Otto got the feeling that even if the entire planet crumbled, Ivocraes still wouldn't lose his smirk. Otto narrowed his eyes. He couldn't feel a single hint of pressure from Ivocraes. No powerful mana waves rolling off of him, not even the scent of the death element hidden in his mana veins. "Were you the one who reanimated his corpse?" If so, how could Ivocraes, a Throskart, use a…
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