The party's journey to eradicate goblins had brought them to the enchanting remains of Trojan. The external appearance of the ruins possessed a captivating golden hue, reminiscent of structures crafted by ancient pharaohs. Despite being one member short, Crosstails' trio was now bolstered by the inclusion of Finn."Do you hear that?" Leyla stepped into a puddle as she led the way."What?" Hiakam asked, priming his ears for any loud or sudden sounds.Finn had told himself positive things about making new acquaintances and a new beginning as he followed the group. But all he sensed as he walked through puddles with the group was regret. "I'm hungry," he mused."So Finn, you say you're a Crest-Angel but what is your entire shtick— you know with you being an attacker and all." Leyla continued leading the way."Shtick, because my clans filled with sorcerers that's what you mean.""Yeah, why are you an attacker when your genes and history clearly put you on the sorcerer path? I mean I'm not
She looked to the sky, blood splattered all over her body. A knife in her hand and a smile on her face. She had done an unspeakable act, regardless of whether or not it was to protect herself. A tear ran down her face as she began to comprehend the severity of her actions. She pointed the knife to her neck but before she could impale herself an arm grabbed hers. "Please. Just. Let me." The arm pulled hers down, and she could feel them wrap around her, hugging her in a way she had never been before."Your gonna be alright," Yelan said.Her eyes burst open and she immediately reached for her staff, she looked around her and once she confirmed she was the only breathing thing within the room she calmed her nerves down. "Where are the others?" Leia asked herself, pulling up her stat pad and sending a message to her party members. As to where she was? She had no idea. She got up, staff in hand using a simple fire spell linked with mana to make the orb at the top light up, creating an ample
Sven, who was well aware of the academy's unrelenting nature, yawned in exhaustion as he splashed water on his face. Its brutality had been starkly brought to light yesterday, but he was determined not to give in.He got ready for the day ahead by moving towards the balcony of the dorm building where all the students lived. He warmed up for his daily workout, which included pull-ups and dumbbell lifts, by stretching his muscles beforehand. His desire to gain muscle was evident.Sven in need of a boost, quickly drank a cup of coffee he had made the previous evening. He was prepared to take advantage of the opportunities it would present because today was sure to be just as interesting. "It's time to get going!" Before leaving the dorm, he told his dorm mates that he was ready to take on whatever the day had in store.Sven was caught off guard as he hurried out of his door and met with an unexpected force, falling backward. Holding his head for a minute, he looked up to see Liric Titanfa
The sound of destruction was enough to awaken Finn and Hiakam from their sleep amidst the rumbling ruins and shaking ground. As they opened their eyes to the mayhem after being dragged into a lower level of the tunnels, Finn couldn't help but question, "Where are we?" While Hiakam quickly collected his stat pad to record information, he rubbed his eyes, trying to make sense of their surroundings."Are you both alright? The Keeper got to me, and I'm not sure where I am in the catacombs. Be cautious of the Keeper; it seems to have control over the catacombs," Hiakam conveyed Leia's message to Finn, now gaining a better understanding of the creature's abilities. He quickly composed a reassuring reply to let Leia know they were safe."I'm not sure, but it's the Keeper's doing." Hiakam put away his stat pad before swiftly standing up, spear in hand."What now?" Finn got up, coughing as he dusted his clothes. "Do we regroup?" Finn found it hard to make a plan since he had no idea how the Kee
Namek Surtur wanted to be free.From the very moment he came into this world, he was given a severe choice from the moment he was born: take the throne as the ruler of the city his father oversaw, or meet a gloomy and cruel demise. While he dreaded the idea of passing away, he equally wished for a life free from the burden of obligation where he could pursue his own goals and desires. Even though he cared about the city's residents, he couldn't stand the thought of being confined to a desk and having to hear about everyone's troubles day in and day out. He wants his own life, not one that was predetermined by others.As a prince oppressed by the weight of his destiny, he found comfort in stories of journey and freedom. He found solace and joy in the tales of the man who traveled the globe and Ikarus, who flew across the endless skies. These stories served as beacons of joy, lighting his way with hopes that one day, he too could feel as liberated as they did."Namek!" The king's comman
Finn tightly gripped his daggers, propelling himself from the ground with a surge of anger. His thoughts were muddled, much like the previous encounter with Emma. His heart flared with an all-consuming rage that compelled him to act out his hatred. He focused on the Keeper and used [Boost] to increase his running speed, while it wasn't perfectly accurate, it served the objective.[Twin dagger Form 3: Inferno Descent] With his weapons igniting in a blaze of flames. Finn jumped above the Keeper, his focus was drawn to the wings that had killed Hiakam. As swift as a spinning tornado, Finn easily severed the Keeper's wings, leaving a smoke trail to indicate their burning separation. Finn, who had expertly performed the wing-severing maneuver, emerged from behind the Keeper. Activating [Form 3: Inferno Descent] once more, Finn drove himself towards the Keeper and successfully sliced one of its hands off him with the scorching fury of his daggers, amplified by [Boost].The Keeper cried out
His eyes opened as he prepared to awake on the floor of the frigid and stony ruins. However, he was back in the hospital bed that he had been using before his adventures with the group. They gave him a warm welcome and expressed their gratitude, and he returned the favor with a smile while he held back the tears of joy that threatened to fall. His affection grew when he realized that none of them had perished.He might have had a little bit of self-centeredness inside of him because he wanted them to stay by his side. He realized that they owed him nothing and that their lives had nothing to do with him; in reality, the situation was just the opposite. However, it was also possible that his emotions were solely motivated by his self-interest. "I'm starving,"Finn got out of the perfectly clean bed and peered through the drawn curtains to the wide open space that was the city of Gales. He was adjusting to this unfamiliar world gradually, but every time he looked back, he found himself
The guitarist, pianist, and singer were all playing their own instruments while merging their talents to create an orchestrated performance that filled the air. They created an orchestral score that was so flawless that everyone inside the bar danced in unison, following the harmony. Even though it was a pub, he treasured these special occasions. He was in a corner, sipping wine and attracting women's admiration. The drink was nothing short of heavenly, and he would be happy to express his gratitude to the maker of such a wonderful concoction if given the chance.He was the bar's owner, and moments like these made him proud of his investment. As he sipped from his wine glass, women walked up to him with an air of awe while remaining silent in his presence—a behavior he knew all too well. He was well aware that he was the most fascinating figure in the entire venue due to his stunning red hair and eyes that resembled sparkling rubies. He focused on the excellent flavor of his wine as