“Holy fuck that felt really good.” Naga shook her wrist as soon as she landed her attack. “You don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve actually punched a person that hard.”Daemon’s sent to the ground. Half-conscious and, probably still processing what just happened. Basically, Naga punched him. One that she delivered with a lot of force behind it so, as soon as it hit Daemon’s face, the teen’s sent crashing to the ground.Had it not been for the kind of footing provided by the boxing ring, Daemon would’ve sustained heavy damage at the back of his head. Just from the sheer impact created by the strike. And as for his face, there’s blood coming out of his nose and he also coughed out blood as soon as he hit the ground.Yet even with the strength of this strike, Naga doesn’t look worried at all. In fact, she’s not even getting close to Daemon to see if he’s still alright. She’s there watching him and waiting for him to get back up on his own. All because she knows that Daemon’s going t
The night’s still young and there are scholars roaming about the whole of the Elites facility. Other than the main building in the middle, there’s another one on the left that’s connected to it and, on the right is a large park that’s accessible only to the Elites.Anyone looking at this can easily assume that the Elites is of the same status as the Academy. Though that is nothing but a farfetched idea. No matter what Desmond does, his group will never be comparable to the Academy. That is the kind of gap there is between the two and, besides, the goal of the Elites has never been to be on the same status as the Academy. No. Its goal has always been to provide great scholars from the slums that are given the opportunity to enroll and study in the Academy.That’s why top-notch training is given to the scholars. This being made possible by the fact that there are top of the line instructors that give these. Among them being Naga Kazem who, in that same evening, is meeting up with the he
[Location: Hell]“Come on, you gotta lend him one of your skills.” Astaroth begged Belial. “This is getting irritating Astaroth. How many does this make it already?” Belial asked.“Fifteen. And I’m not gonna stop until you approve my request.” Astaroth added.“Is that a threat? Because you should know very well that I can just ban you from my domain until you decide to stop with that incessant requesting of yours.” Belial answered. “Besides, doesn’t that human of yours still owe something to Baphomet? He hasn’t even paid it back yet and you want me to give him something new? Get real.”“He’s gonna pay it all back. He’s an interesting and competent mortal I swear.” Astaroth replied as he placed both his hands on Belial’s table.“And what if he can’t pay it back? What then?” Belial asked. “You know that we devils live by contracts. What are you gonna do if he dies before he pays me back in full?” The conversation stopped at that point. It isn’t easy to answer this question because, th
As of the moment, Daemon only knows of two methods of getting skills. The first is by finishing quests. This is how Daemon got his first three skills.[Calm Mind][Lesser Regeneration][Lesser Vitality]Then there’s the second method. The one which Astaroth introduced to Dameon without his consent and, a much more troublesome source of power as well. That is, getting a skill from a demon – the method he used to gain access to [Martial Understanding] as well as the linked skill [Martial Body].That’s why Dameon already knows where his conversation with Astaroth is going. He hasn’t finished any other quest than the one that gave him five extra status points. That leaves him with the only other choice where skills can come from. Another deal with another demon.“What kind of favor do I need to do this time?” Daemon asked right away.[Asta: That’s good, you already understand where this is going.]“Of course, I do. That’s the only route this is going anyway.” Daemon replied.[Asta: Relax,
Daemon didn’t have any nightmares that night. This is a good thing because, in his current state, he’s definitely vulnerable to the nightmares he’s used to experiencing. With the disappearance of [Calm Mind], he doesn’t have an absolute defense against all negative emotions and effects that affects his mind and, a nightmare definitely fits the category of a negative effect.As for the reason why he’s able to escape it altogether, it’s because of how tired he is. The process of taking in the alternative of the said skill took quite the tall on his body. Though he’s able to heal through it, this still caused him extreme drowsiness. Knocking him out cold for eight hours straight until, it’s morning again. The fourth day after his resurrection.…“Daemon!” A person knocked on his door.“Coming!” Daemon said in reply. Just like yesterday, the person who knocked on his door is none other than Ashley. Something which surprised him because, as far as he can remember, she told him that their
The thing that happened to Daemon in the cafeteria spread like wildfire. The scholars aren’t blind. They saw what happened to him. They saw how he was shaking and how he dropped to the ground. They didn’t hear what he said to Ashley but, what they’re sure of is that he’s weak and, there are those who will exploit this same weakness right away – especially those from the same hall as him.“Are you sure about what you’re saying?” Razor asked.This person, Razor, is the fourth strongest person within the scales hall. He’s one of the four who Daemon saw in the beginning of yesterday’s training who’s already done with the pushups before him. Though this alone isn’t a testimony of how good he is at fighting, it’s said that he is strong enough to take the top spot in the scales hall when he puts his mind into it – that same person is now plotting against Daemon.“You gotta believe us boss. He’s definitely acting like a coward.” A lackey said. These are the same individuals who ganged up on
Everything went according to Razor’s plan. Within the past five days, he and his lackeys have been slowly building up their momentum. They teased Daemon as many times as they could. They provoked him just as much. He didn’t lessen this and, even increased the intensity slowly as the days went by.Then, the day he waited for finally came. With Daemon coming up to his group right after the training session ended in their hall in the afternoon – declaring a fight. Not just against Razor himself but, the whole of his group in general.We’re going to fight tomorrow inside our hall. I hope that none of you backs out. Daemon wrote these words on a piece of paper that he gave Razor’s group before he went away.Razor found this funny of course. Daemon can’t even say the challenge straight at his face. This just proves his claim. That Daemon is a coward who can’t stand on his own two feet. And with confidence in this fact, Razor entered the Scale Hall the following day with his victory already
Everything that’s happening in that moment didn’t make sense to Razor. How can it when the days that passed went perfectly along with his plans? His group continued torturing Daemon subtly. His group continued asserting their dominance over him. His group did all they could to pester and annoy their target. And when the irritation from this grew to its peak, Daemon finally challenged everyone into a full-on fight. Nothing went against his expectations, just as it always had for him.Sure there are some rules that Daemon set for this fight but, none of these are things that Razor has to worry about. The first being the kind of ring they’d use and, the second being that nobody is allowed to surrender.Instead of thinking that this might blow on his face, Razor actually thought that it would be beneficial for him. The ring prevents Daemon from running away because the pentagon cage doesn’t have any exit other than the steel door that’s locked at the beginning of the fight. Then there’s