Robert Wilson
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Jumping was much easier said than done. Derivan peered out of the hole to see exactly how viable jumping would be — it was not. Sev, on the other hand, just stared at Misa with one brow slightly raised. "What?" she asked. She managed a small grin. "We're a Gold-ranked team. We shouldn't be afraid of a little fall." "It's not exactly a "You "I haven't figured out a Glyph of Featherfall yet," Vex grumbled. "Coming up with new spells isn't that easy, you know." "We're not guaranteed the system's…-
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"I feel like ass," Misa grunted, pulling at her shoulder as she slowly sat up — she protested when Sev went to help prop her up, which in and of itself was already alarming, Derivan felt. "We still alive?" "Barely." Sev took the initiative to answer, there. "But we're safe for now." Misa relaxed just slightly. "Good," she said. "Now why the fuck does everything burn so much." "You might want to check your status," Sev said gently. "You took a lot of damage in that fight." "No fuckin' kidding." Misa…
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Derivan regained consciousness in the exact same room he'd passed out in. He wasn't exactly sure when he'd lost consciousness. That was not, as far as he had known, something that was even possible; the closest he'd gotten to passing out was the strange semi-meditative state he had ended up in all the way back when his link with the system had first been destroyed and then rebuilt so that he wasn't recognized as a monster. The dreams he'd had back then were strange — Derivan was almost certain now that…
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Vex was working with an increasing sense of impending doom, not that he knew exactly what was going on. He'd regained access to his system interface a while ago, but that didn't do anything for him — none of his teammates were responding, and there wasn't any way for him to get into contact with them otherwise. He'd tried everything, from using the Communication glyph (which required an anchor, and thus still didn't work) to contacting the Guildmaster directly, but even she didn't have anyone with the…
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Derivan was more hurt than he had ever been. He was still Not that he wanted to test that. Being deprived of sight along with his limbs didn't sound like a good time. Derivan had taken on almost half of Irvis' attacks, trading places with Misa whenever he could. She was still blocking him successfully, but it was taking something vital out of her. There were dark circles under her eyes, and almost a gauntness to her frame that hadn't been there before. She was spending more mana than she ever…
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Vex was in the Ashion section of the tower, doing his damndest to ignore Irvis' frozen body. Something about it was unnerving. There were times he looked away and could swear that Irvis' eyes were following him, somehow — those eyes remained full of The more time he had to study Irvis, the more uncertain he was about whether he could deal with Irvis at all. Even if Derivan, Misa, and Sev had all been here with him... His mana sense told him a lot of things. Irvis' entire body was made out of exactly…
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Irvis began by exploding into action. Derivan saw Misa open her mouth, presumably to respond to Irvis — but she abruptly tensed instead, her expression flashing into focus in an instant. No time for banter. The two Irvis-creatures lunged towards them, their bodies flattening and spreading into a mess of flesh and teeth in a fraction of a second. Misa flashed forward once in a block, her body distorting slightly — Derivan felt the intensity of the She found one eventually, her mace morphing into…
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There was a certain satisfaction that came with being proven right, sometimes. Derivan found that this was not one of those times. Animated potions attacking them were one thing; they'd chosen not to deal with them because the effects were chaotic and unpredictable, and that made them more dangerous fighting animated swords and slightly malformed boots. Animated potion And then there was the more pressing problem of Irvis. "Any ideas?" Misa asked. She was panting slightly, her eyes focused just ahead…
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"Two of you," Irvis snarled; his face twisted in a raw, sudden sort of fury that almost made Misa take a step back. " It seemed like a He'd waited for them to split up, and that meant he didn't want to face them together. Vex had been targeted first, and she had been targeted second, from what he'd said. She wasn't sure what to make of that. Maybe he was avoiding one of the two of them, or maybe he just didn't want to face Sev and Derivan together. Either way, he wasn't as invulnerable as he pretended…
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Derivan paused, awkwardly, after the blade struck him in the back; he didn't know how to react. The monster that attacked Sev was... well, it was like him. In a manner of speaking, anyway. It didn't seem like it was intelligent the same way he was. Its sword struck him, and it did not react to the lack of damage; it simply stepped back and then moved again in a traditional stab. It didn't take much effort for Derivan to simply step to the side and move Sev with him, though he kept the cleric behind…
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