They arrived at the fortress in construction shortly after dusk. Walking the narrow rock bridge in the dark was one of the more terrifying experiences of their lives, and each and every one of them breathed deep sighs of relief once they reached the other side of the chasm. To Kyle’s surprise, there was quite crowd in the land now. While some were simple workers, NPC’s of the game, he saw more than a handful of players working on the construction as well. Men and women, even some young, high school aged children had come. “Well, they sure took the memo.” Caille smirked. “Allow me to do the introduction.” She added upon seeing Kyle’s confused expression. “These are the Phoenix Guild members. Igna’s and my guild. We created it together, though she’s the leader, and I’m the second in command. She owes much of her first rank position to these guys and gals.” Igna nodded, then hurried off to talk with an older man. A player again, as it was quite obvious from the

“Hmmm…” Caille narrowed her eyes, pursed her lips, and glared at the monster ahead of them. “You didn’t mention we’d be fighting a chimera.” She shot Luke an annoyed glance. “I don’t like things that have more than one head.” Said chimera was about fifty meters away from them, laying on the ground in the middle of a crater. The ground was scorched within the crater, and the thing that created the crater – a large lump of obsidian – was at the epicentre of it. “My bad, I didn’t know you cared about the number of heads.” Luke smirked. “But then again, I’d think you would be used to it, considering the weird things you summon when fighting.” Caille glared at him. “Watch it Luke, I might just miss the chimera and drop the slug on you instead.” The Paladin laughed out loud. “Right, and miss you chance to get all that obsidian.” His mischievous laugh was contagious, even Kyle chuckled. Caille hesitated for a moment, then let out a dramatic sigh. “You’re goo

The obsidian chunk was right where they left it just a short time ago, but now there were about half a dozen people waiting around it. Kyle felt his body tense up – were they players of another guild? “Oi!” Caille called out to them as the three of them approached the crater. “Did anyone come to annoy you?” One of the players nodded. “Yeah, some knight in shiny new armour and a sword way too heavy for him to use properly.” She chuckled. “We made short work of him, but he did scream something about needing the obsidian to kill some guy.” Kyle breathed a sigh of relief. With no matching guild armours or any other markings, he had no way of telling who these people were. He really needed to stop thinking of every player as an enemy. “Well, let’s just ignore him.” Caille muttered, then shot Kyle a quick glance. “Should we give it a try?” Kyle nodded and approached the obsidian. “Come on out.” He softly said. The Jellyfish appeared out of thin air,