Patricia Smith
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Dr1fter walked calmly towards the last survivor from a group of five Guild members. His sword was raised imperiously towards their throat, as he corralled them unhurriedly towards a large boulder behind them. His target, named , scattered desperately backwards, falling over himself yet still staring at the white sword pointing towards him as if mesmerised. On reaching the boulder, LuckyC felt its cold, blunt stone against his back, and looked from side to side wildly trying to find a way out. However,…-
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As they watched, the black shape of an Assassin darted off a ledge overlooking the path and almost soared through the air. A long spear was lifted above his shoulder, with its sharp point glowing white, and pointed straight ahead. He used his Divine Mana to direct his long leap right towards his target, a player named who had begun tentatively walking down the path. From the agility of the leap, Crucis could surmise that the Assassin was Danemy. Mendys sensed him late, and hastily reached up a sword to…
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Crucis looked over towards the centre of the plains, as it grew visible through a long, twisting valley. The battle was growing louder there, as monsters began to overwhelm the many players trying to resist them. The major Guilds began to give up and fight each other instead, and two large groups of players were fighting on one side of the plains. One side was gaining a clear advantage. He squinted to try and make out the details. A large shadow suddenly dropped across the dusty plains and rocks, making…
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Circling around the hillside, Crucis saw a small cave mouth with footsteps in the grass towards it. There were a few people fighting loudly downhill, but he was crouching in tall grass and they didn't see him while in the midst of battle. He called Starfighter over, and they quickly ran into the cave. In front of them, there was a pale, wooden door, with a boar carved on it which was paler still. Crucis hesitated in front of the door. "We might as well go in," Starfighter whispered. "I can recognise the…
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As Melissa let go of her attacker, she sighed and let his body drift to the ground. She suddenly felt a chill, as a shadow crossed hers from behind. Crucis' blade slashed through Melissa's neck and head before she could turn around, and she dropped to the ground. He heard a shout from the hallway. "Hey, Mel! You done out there yet?" Ignoring it, he rushed behind the cover of a nearby clump of trees, and ran towards a nearby, dusty hill. After the chase on the mountain earlier, he felt like he was used…
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Crucis quickly swam up towards the statue, and found a small, white panel next to it. Sliding this open allowed him to pass up, through a square-shaped opening, and he emerged from the water in what seemed like a large chamber. The statue stood tall above him, depicting a man holding a laurel in one hand and a crown in the other. Hearing a few voices nearby, he slunk behind the statue as he quietly emerged from the water. The statue had another, small artificial pool in front of it, which looked…
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As Crucis walked on through the tunnel, he found that the zombies mostly had their backs turned to him at first. They must have been pursuing the man who had passed through first, until he left their range. They were still facing the direction he had fled in. This made attacking them fairly straightfoward, since they took a while to turn with their stiff movements. Even for the few that sensed him early and turned around, Crucis began hanging back and leading them from side to side or sneaking past them…
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Crucis dropped into the chilly waters, plunging towards the entrance to the tunnels. With a kick of his legs, he ended the drop and drifted sideways towards the hole in the tunnels. The water slowed him more than he had expected, seeming almost thicker and more stubborn than normal water, and his leftwards journey stalled slightly. However, sensing a large shadow approaching from his right, he quickened his movements and in seconds clasped onto the stony floor of the tunnel with his hands as his legs…
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As the footsteps behind him grew louder, Crucis glanced back and saw a pack of three Hashin Assassins in close pursuit. The level 80 player acting as de facto leader, spurring them on like a pack of hounds, was the Hashin Vice-Leader . He screamed in wild enthusiasm, and the others joined in. "The little pipsqueak thinks he can run!" "Better give up, you can't get away!" "Nah, it's more fun this way! Let him think he can escape!" Awdimir rebutted. "I bet you don't want to know what happens when we…
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As he leaned forwards, Crucis saw that the warrior on the ledge below was actually a familiar figure: Dionarcy, from DeathGang. That explained the high Strength and Constitution which he had displayed on the bridge, keeping his balance and forcing the other player off despite the bridge's precarious swaying. From what he knew of DeathGang, Dionarcy would probably be a tougher opponent than Balofager. They were pragmatic enough that even this slightly blunt warrior would probably have some idea of how to…
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