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“How can I be so stupid?” Edwin thought out loud as he and the party ran for their lives. Edwin jumped over a thorny plant and nearly stubbed his toe on a stone as he landed. He stumbled but did not stop running. Surviving seven wendigos had given him a big head and overconfidence. He should have known better.“We are all stupid. We should not have attacked the thing,” Chris said in a heavy breath.Jimmy did not speak at all, but the tears in his eyes spoke volumes.It had been only three days since they left the misty hills. They were currently running through a barren land and few plants lived here, most of them were thorny. They were surrounded by massive rock formations and were being chased by a monster that looked like a massive gorilla, only it was made of dried stone with cracks running over its body. A liquid like substance circulated along those cracks that looked like a molten lava.The reason they were running with tails between their legs was because when he had attacked t
Half an hour later, Chris shook her head as she watched Edwin looking at the Earth Core they had removed from the Rockilla. He did not look happy. No, if anything, he looked ready to crush the Earth Core beneath his feet. Chris looked at the core greedily. However, she quickly shook her head. Chris did not know her affinity. Every person had a single affinity and cultivating a core outside of their affinity was like drinking a poison. Since she could not risk it. She had to wait. “All that trouble and what we get is just a measly ordinary core,” Edwin mumbled. Chris had a powerful urge to snatch that hammer from Jimmy and bash that scowling face of Edwin. Here she was feeling greedy for the ordinary Earth Core. And he... how dare he feel disappointed about it? Chris snatched the Earth Core from Edwin’s hand and tucked it in one of the many hidden pockets in her clothes. “What did you do that for? I was about to cultivate it?” “No.” “What do you mean, no? Give it back.” Edwin r
Twenty-seven days after their encounter with the Rockilla, Chris leaped to the side to avoid a powerful jet of water, which was strong enough to punch a hole through her body.Chris, Edwin, and Jimmy ran in different directions, and the bloody monster pursued her.Me and my rotten luck.The monster in her pursuit looked somewhere between a turtle and a scorpion. It could shoot powerful jets of water from its sting. It was absurd. Thankfully, the Turcorpion was slow, so she somehow managed to lose the thing. Killing it was out of the question. Its exoskeleton was very sturdy. She eventually met up with others.Chris just wanted to howl at the sky. ***Thirty-four days after their encounter with Rockilla, Chris was going toe to toe with a snake monster. They were finally out of the hot, rocky environment and now were inside a thick tropical forest.The lower half of the monster she was fighting had scaled emerald green skin. The upper half of the monster was that of a human, or rather,
Linden sat on the floor of the training pavilion, specifically designated for him. His eyes were closed. As always, Riot spun around him like a mosquito.“What now?” Linden said.“Ugh! Why do you even want to train more? The only thing you do day and night is train, train and train even more. You lunatic. Don’t you have a life? A girl perhaps?” Riot zipped around him faster and faster like a mosquito excited for blood. “If not, you can still go out and explore, see the world. Meet strange people and revolting creatures. I don’t want to spend the rest of my eternal life cooped up in a room watching you train and sweat. Come on, let’s go out for a minute or two?”“If I want to reach the heights never seen by the people of Eronas, I don’t have time to waste in such frivolities. Now stop lounging about and tell me what to do.”Riot stopped right in front of his face, grumbling to herself. Linden ignored many of her nasty curses. “Fine,” she said.“First, find the position you are most com
Linden sat in front of a table. He rolled the blood core around and between his fingers. About seventy blood cores lay strewn about on the table. His father had sent him those blood cores about two months ago. He had yet to use them. The truth was, he did not want to use them.Linden wanted to hunt down the monsters with blood cores by himself and use those cores to cultivate. He did not want to use his family name to advance faster without a proper foundation. He knew his parents would not like his decision. But they never did, did they?Besides, it wasn’t just about the blood core. If he wanted to improve his abilities, he needed to be in the thick of battles. Linden had already learned as much as he could about listening to the music of Fate. If he wanted to improve further, he needed to fight in battles. Actual battles, not some training sessions. He did not know how to convince his father about this.Speaking of the devil, the guard outside the door announced his father. The door
Chris and the group wondered about the thoroughfare, searching for the place to cash in the cores they had. Chris scanned her surroundings, looking for the signboard. “It should be around here,” she mumbled. She was holding the map of the tribe. The guard was generous enough to give her the map of the place. Chris was aware of the strange stares people were throwing at them. Those stares weren’t unfounded. They were wondering about the streets looking like a vagabond, after all. They looked worse than a street urchin with their unwashed bodies covered in dirt, grime, and dried blood, and their foul stench did not help either. The wounds, tattered clothes, and disheveled hair equally covered in smudges of blood and dirt played a part in those stares, too. Chris saw the signboard she was looking for. “There,” she pointed and dragged the two of her friends along with her. They climbed the marbled stairs and entered the room, labeled “Core Exchange.” Selling a core of ordinary level wa
“Oh, come on, you can do better than that.” Sigmund Young, the son of the alchemist, slapped the table.“Stop hitting my table, boy.” The shopkeeper snarled. “Do you want the sum to go down?”“You swine of a leaching vermin. I want my rightful pay. I have rights.”The shopkeeper shook his head. “You lost those rights three years ago. Because of your father’s traitorous act. The price is the same, four ordinary copper. I am doing you a favour, boy. No one else would buy a potion from you. I’m the only reason you can eat nowadays. You should be thanking me, not shouting at me.”Sigmund looked at the ordinary copper coins in the shopkeeper’s hand and snatched them. “My father is not a traitor. He would never do something like that.” Sigmund walked away, muttering under his breath.“Whatever you say, boy. Whatever you say.”Sigmund walked back towards his home with his hunched back. His father was not a traitor! Five of the best warriors of the tribe had been injured three years ago. Th
Sigmund did not know why, but he was very pleased with himself, watching the bewildered expression on Edwin’s and Chris’s faces. For some reason, Jimmy looked unimpressed. His house was a three-story stone structure with a flat roof. Long lines of nursery surrounded the house, which was used to grow herbs. “We weren’t as rich as the elders of the tribe and the merchants, but we were still rich. Father was one of the best alchemists in the tribe, after all.” “I don’t understand,” Chris said. “If you have this much land and property, why were you struggling for a few coins?” “I needed it to buy food. I have land, but no food. I could harvest them by myself, but they never sell me anything with seed or something that I can harvest. They cannot punish my father. So they satisfy themselves by tormenting me.” “But they still sell you food.” Sigmund nodded. “I just have to pay them more than the food is worth.” Sigmund led them into the house. His house was depressingly empty. “I had t