Meanwhile, on the other end of town, a bloody fight had just ended. Spent casings littered the ground.
"You.. you can't do this," The Officer said through gasping breaths, his lungs filling with blood. They had managed to save over fifteen hundred people from the monsters before they were forced to take refuge at the High School. They thought they were safe, but they had become a buffet for the true degenerates among humanity.A small woman walked up to the dying officer and smiled, "I can do anything I want," she said, pointing at the dying man, a glow on her finger.She had finished off the last remaining officer, it was now time to power level the rabble, what little she had gathered in this podunk little town. They had already shipped off over five-hundred of the surviving populace south. Unfortunately, for the rest of the survivors, they were out of collars. She expected at least a quarter of the slaves would survive their trip. It hardly mattered, there was always more. She watched as her men rushed into the building. Gunfire and screams followed. Occasionally she would pick off someone attempting to flee. They were the chattel, or people too afraid to use the System given gifts that were bestowed upon them. They didn't deserve to live in this new world.***The building Frathsar was talking about and our destination, looked to be about four miles away. I could just barely see something sticking up over the other buildings that I didn't recall being present when I drove through a few days ago. If I had to guess it was just to the south side of downtown.You have been invited to a party by Frathsar do you wish to accept Y/NI thought yes and saw a green icon appear above Frathsar along with his health and mana bar."This will help us support each other and if we get separated will provide us with an icon we can see as long as we are within a few miles. I will cast my spell on us, it is a minor redirect spell that prevents direct sight of us from unaware foes. The effect is broken by attacking or with a high enough perception. Keep an eye out for any particularly wary foes.""Sounds good, I will cast my buffs, although, I may not be able to cast them all right now. I can boost agility, HP, and defense."Frathsar nodded and I cast Wind Walk, Endure, and Rock Skin on us. That left me with fifty mana and just a slight ache in my head that quickly went away as my mana started filling back up. I would wait to cast Giant Strength and Shield until they were needed.We made our way at a quick jog towards downtown. I had a good estimate of what my endurance stat meant now since the start of my journey. I could clear the distance of a half marathon in record time just barely. So I figured having 15 of a stat would be prime physical condition and I had slightly over that for endurance. I only managed to figure this out because of the wind-up wristwatch I found in the back of the Sulid wagon. The only item I found worth anything.The hour wasn't correct on the watch but it was a close estimate of what time it should be. It worked well enough for me. A quick glance at the watch showed it to be a bit after 5:30 pm.After a few minutes, we had to cut down a side street as a battle broke out between what appeared to be locals from their guns and a group of Royal Guard and for good measure a group of six Sulid.We didn't get close enough to see levels but I saw the Royal Guard and red hats cut apart the Sulid then start going at each other. I left them to their fate I had no intention of getting involved with the locals, it was bad enough I grew up in this town.I had bitter memories from the long drawn out court battle to try and prosecute the drunken man that slammed his car into my family's minivan, killing all of them. Turns out he had been the mayor's son and the judge let him off with a piddly sentence of six month's house arrest. That wasn't even the worst part, the town re-elected both the mayor and the judge more than once after that. Now, I didn't think so highly of myself to expect my family's death to mean anything to these people. That didn't mean I had to care about them either. It was the main reason I moved away in the first place.Moving down the streets, our luck ran out a few minutes later when we were walking around a corner and literally ran into a group of five Sulid."Oof," escaped my lips as I ran headlong into a Sulid.We both went down and I heard the burbling warble of their speech before one stabbed me in the leg. I screamed from the pain and the poison coursing through my veins.I struggled but couldn't get my staff into a good position so I pulled out the pistol and just unloaded the second magazine knowing it wouldn't do a whole lot of damage. I was right it didn't kill the creature but it did force him back giving me enough time to get to my feet and face off against the three. What I found odd was the fact that they were all looking at different me's. I silently thanked Frathsar for the assist as he remained well behind me. Using the brief pause I checked out their levelsSulid | Warriors | Level 8Sulid | Brutalizer | Level 10I took a step back on my good leg while casting Rejuvenate making sure to avoid putting too much pressure on my wounded leg. I knew Frathsar told me not to use healing in public but the spell didn't give off any tell tale signs so I figured it was safe enough to use here. I would cast cleanse as well but that spell produced a glow. I could use this injury to my advantage, the Sulid probably figuring I was worse off than I was as the wound was already closing. I took another step back and all three leaped together to try and spear their respective me as I landed on what they thought was my bad leg.The leg was still sore but it held up as I pivoted out of the path of the spear and cast Flurry of Blows catching the surprised Sulid off guard. The effect of the spell was even more pronounced against an actual target than my earlier test. My staff shot out in a blur six times catching the creature in the face and chest. Blood and viscera splashed across me as my third strike ripped through the creature's skin striking deep into its chest causing it to collapse in a heap dead.Before the other two Sulid could take advantage of the fact that they knew which image was the real me, I smashed the one to my right with an Earth Fist to its knee causing it to face plant the ground. I parried a stab from the one on the left and took another step back the pain only a dull ache now, casting Giant Strength. This caused me to take another stab but it hit my armor only causing minor damage since I was still poisoned from before. I kicked out at the creature but he was quick to hop back out of range. My battle lust was in full swing."No, no P**e, you come back here," I said, rushing forward.I cast Aura Strike on my staff and went at him with abandon. My staff was a blur of strikes thrusts and spins. He was able to dodge most of them with ease until I finally managed to land one strike to his hip. It wasn't a strong strike but it applied the debuff effect I had been waiting for."Paul, behind you!"I threw myself to the side missing the fatal blow from the other downed enemy but wasn't fast enough to avoid the strike completely. I rolled back to my feet and jammed the healing potion into my leg. My heart pumping wildly as adrenaline and poison flowed through my veins. I tried casting Rejuvenate again but it was still on cool down. I could feel myself slowing due to the damn poison and I risked casting Cleanse knowing they would come at me when they saw the spell go off.One did rush towards me, the other dropped over dead as a burst of bluish-green blasts came from Frathsar's direction. This also pulled the last remaining Sulid's attention just long enough for me to hit him with a quick jab to the throat.Critical strike: You have crushed Sulid Brutilizer's windpipe, suffocatingI had decided to add disabling strikes to my popup messages so I could know the effect and capitalize. This one was pretty easy to see. The creature dropped its spear and clawed at its throat trying to get air. I lifted my staff over my head and with all the strength I could muster brought it down with a loud crack and squelch as liquid dribbled out of the creature's ears and its eyes rolled back in its head.Critical strike: You have crushed Sulid Brutilizer's skull, brain-damaged"How are you not dead," I said in surprise.One more strike across the head was enough to finish the creature off."Level tens have a lot of health," I muttered, forgetting Frathsar was here."This one certainly did, Must have had a high endurance or some other boosting spell."I just grunted in acknowledgment."What did you hit that one with?" I said, pointing to the one with burns all over it.Frathsar pulled out what looked like a
Frathsar and I had to traverse side streets and back alleys, and in some cases backtrack to avoid larger groups of enemies and roving nut jobs with guns. All of which took hours. I was exhausted, but I could see the central tower and even the watchtowers on the corners of the barracks. We were only a few blocks away and the streets seemed quiet. I looked around nervously. They seemed a little too quiet, I realized a bit too late."HALT!" The word echoed out with power, causing my body to freeze.It didn't take me long to figure out a skill had been used and I had no chance of fighting against whatever it was. My whole body was locked tight and I could only move my eyes and my head slightly. That is when I saw the group of eight Royal Guard come around the corner half a block up. They were decked out in full plate that gleamed white with dark blue trim. They approached us with an air of indifference."Garret, is that you?" I heard Frathsar say from behind me, odd he was closer than I r
This was when I got my first good look at the commander as he removed his helmet. He looked like a grizzled human in his early forties if I had to guess. Sharp jawline and short cut black hair with grey streaks along the sides and piercing green eyes. I took the chance to glance at the other soldiers I could see. They all appeared to be human. The ones with the Commander appeared to be slightly younger than him, perhaps closer to my age, although, with my minor tweaks from the system I looked to be in my mid-twenties now instead of my late thirties. I wonder what my friends would think if they could see me."Good, good. Before you go Frathsar, I wish to discuss something with you. If you could follow me to my office.""Certainly Commander, Paul, I will meet up with you later."I just nodded at the pair as they walked away and I followed the stonily silent Quinton, a man of middling height and dark brown hair that was matted in sweat from his helmet. As we walked he just pointed at cer
I grabbed a plate of what looked like oatmeal along with a hard bread roll and a slice of mystery meat. We sat down opposite each other at a long wooden table."So, why the dinner invitation?" I asked not in the mood for small talk, having a feeling the merchant wanted something from me."Actually, wait before that, why is everyone here human and why is everyone patrolling in full plate?"Frathsar smiled, "This is why I like you, Paul, you cut straight to the point. Yes everyone here is human; the Asharon Kingdom is a mainly human-occupied territory and there are few non-human citizens. As with most kingdoms, they restrict sensitive positions to families of nobility or those with great wealth. As for the full plate, I'm not sure. Could be because of your people's guns, bullets can still kill people at great range if you can hit a weak spot like the eyes. Although, you would need to ask the Commander to find out for certain."Well, that might explain all the sullen and unhappy looks I
I awoke with a start, gripping my staff tight; forgetting where I was for a few seconds. After I managed to calm my beating heart and let the fear drain away, I sat up in the pitch dark room. I recalled there being a candle somewhere in the room but I had my wind up flashlight, so I pulled that out instead. I could tell it was still late at night or early morning, as no light seeped through the door to help illuminate the darkness.At this point I knew I wasn't getting back to sleep so I pulled out my little pocket knife and started carving rough runic figures into a piece of scrap wood, I had carved these symbols since I was a child learning them from my father when I was little. Whenever I needed to relax or let my mind calm down and didn't have access to any other outlets, carving the designs helped. I remember my father saying they were for good luck and I could use some of that right now, even if it was only a placebo effect.I carved the symbol into a chunk of wood that had been
I left the safety of the barracks fort, turning down the offer to have one of Commander Smithson's men accompany me. I didn't want one of those uptight pricks hampering my ability to heal and avoid combat, they weren't exactly stealthy in full plate. So I set off at a jog to the south, I was going to take a circuitous route to my destination. It might take me longer but I was more likely to lose any tails they placed on me.As soon as I was out of sight of the wall I buffed myself with my long term buffs. I waited a minute in the alcove of a storefront to recover mana and then cast the rest of my buffs. Since I was alone again I wanted to be fully prepared. I knew I had a decent chance against a level 10 opponent one on one but had to be careful not to be overwhelmed by multiple enemies.Then something I had thought odd the day before bubbled up in my mind. All of the groups Frathsar and I had come across had been small 3 to 6 individuals at most. The only group larger had been the Co
The one that remained a little ways back turned to run and I smashed him in the side of his knee with an Earth Fist. I wasn't about to let these men escape to harm others if I could help it. He went down screaming as his leg snapped at an odd angle."You wait there, I will be right with you," I said with a deadly edge to my voice, not even bothering to inspect the piece of trash."You will regret messing with the Black Dragons, you have no idea who you're messing with," the man with the broken leg managed to yell between cries of pain."Ha Black Dragons, more like Puff the Magic Dragon."The one with the mangled hand tried to pull a knife and stab me. I just hopped back and unloaded my last 9mm magazine. He went down in a heap bleeding but not dead, yet. I needed a better ranged-weapon. I crushed his windpipe and left him to suffer like his other friend while I dealt with the leader who was crawling away."Why does everyone try to crawl away, where do you think you are going to get to
I awoke early the next day, my dreams dominated by the faces of the three men I killed the day before, leaving me weary having woken up from the nightmares multiple times. It was worse than the nightmares I suffered after my family's death. If those were any indication they would haunt my dreams for years to come.I packed everything and was ready for my departure when I received another visitor. It was Fiona Clark, a rather unassuming looking woman with dirty blonde hair. She was wearing a metal cuirass with shoulder guards but other than that her armor consisted of supple leather. I guess she was my travel companion and she didn't look happy, great."Bring your weapon and meet me in the training yard," she said and left.'Geez, she could have said hi or introduced herself or something,' I thought in irritation. If it wasn't for my Identify skill I wouldn't even have know who she was.Fiona Clark | Sword Dancer | Level 12She was the low