The remaining Kurayami members in the clearing near the hillside managed to dispatch the last remaining Allsionistas. They let those who didn't put up a fight flee, and created a security fence so that Greek, Robert, and I could leave combat mode behind and travel to the planet where Gina had gone to meet Adam Leproiner.Robert didn't want to tell us because it was top secret. It was an unbreakable rule that no one was informed of the travels of Gina, the second in command after the leader, according to Robert.Gina was too smart and controlled Kurayami from the shadows. He managed to have complete freedom while millions of supporters of the cause did his dirty work. From an ethical point of view, I didn't know if it was worthy of praise, but it had a lot of merit.While we waited, Robert did not stop talking about her. I had her idealized. He didn't even realize that he was giving him as much or more importance than the leader, of whom he said nothing. It was so absurd that he hadn't

It didn't take anything more to say to find my back sagging as I was forced to dodge his fist. It was heading straight for my face with excruciating speed, without hesitation or condescension. I barely managed to parry the second blow, a kick to my side that smashed into an arm that came up automatically. She spun around and swept me with her legs, and I fell to the ground on my back and was upright, but she had done it before and I didn't see the soles of her ninja shoes coming. He threw me back ten feet and as I stopped I felt my mouth taste of blood. I had no choice but to spit and watch the weeds under my feet turn red; it was hard to believe that at this point in the movie Fire had not yet come to my aid.The beast was right behind Gina, crouching, its face shadowed with rage, its fangs bared, its fur bristling so bristly it seemed like thousands of volts were running through its body. Fire was caught in Gina's Binding , so I was forced to cancel the summon.It was no coincidence

After the storm came the calm, they used to say.Whoever came up with the phrase didn't have to put up with Gina's string of curse words when I finished explaining everything that happened to her about Adam Leproiner: from our talk about his plans to the information about his family's legendary paths and even his abrupt and mysterious death at the hands of a shadow. The latter, not happy with the murder of the tycoon, also wanted to kill me. And he almost did it except for the brilliant idea of throwing me down the stairs.Actually, I didn't know if it was chasing me or it was my lucubrations, but I didn't get rid of the feeling until I landed on my legs after a long fall.I had to lie down on the grass while Gina put me in the broth to relax my muscles. I didn't care that Neo Terra's eternal rain was soaking me to the bone."So that bastard is dead, huh?" It wasn't a question, it was already the fourth or fifth time Gina had repeated it."And Greek and Dagon?" “I asked for.“They are

I spent the night as I could. Reluctant to lie down on that mat, sleep finally overcame me. Lucky not to have needed blankets; he preferred not to imagine what summers would be like there.My body rested, but my mind returned to Allsium, like every night. To a virtuality to which he no longer gave too much importance; reality was much more relevant at that time due to the imminent danger that the group was running. Even so, I found out about the worlds to which an adventurer could travel to train without running too much danger, something that in illegality was already a lot to ask.There was a world in Allsium where survival depended on hand”to”hand combat. It was a system similar to Nirn, although it was not infested with spiders and beasts accustomed to the polar cold, but with knights on the warpath. A world created by Polish author Andrzej Sapkowski for his heroic fantasy novels: The Saga of Geralt of Rivia . A classic that was adapted to the video game in numerous editions, all

Dagon had tried to tell me what they were doing in Allsium, but I didn't listen. I didn't want him to understand, but I wanted him to respect the decision he had made. And so he did; there was no one like him when it came to putting himself in someone else's shoes.Nor did I tell him what I did in Allsium at night, during the time we spent staying in some abandoned apartment in the suburbs of the macro”capital. The plan was to reach the coast and travel by sea to the most important port in Italy, which was none other than Genoa. Air traffic had been prohibited for years, so maritime transport had resumed its golden age. Fleets of dream ships traveling at high speed from one port to another. Even so, since the borders had only recently been opened, not everyone was welcome in foreign countries.Although if it was done with a good wad of bills the thing used to be channeled.No more ships would set sail for three days, for we had arrived just as the last one left in the morning. It was