Blacksmith Assassin

Ill Fated Encounter IV

For a couple of seconds, the whole place is covered by nothing but a large cloud of smoke. One can see seeming parts of flesh and blood that flew outside the abandoned village. But the center of all this has yet to be seen. Still covered by the cloud of smoke that, began to diminish by the second. And with this happening, came a light that only a single person can see.

[You leveled up.]

[You are now level 39]

[All wounds accumulated are now healed.]

“Man, that was really close.” Zeke said as he got to his feet. There are holes on his clothes on the parts where he’s struck but, as far as damage goes, none can be seen on his body anymore. He’s as good as new. Just as he planned all of this to end.

However, there is something that he did not expect. That is, him seeing one of the elves still alive. Gravely wounded with one arm and leg being blasted off but, nevertheless still alive. And as if this is some cruel twist of fate, Zeke sees that this is none other than the cocky elven general