Doing surgery without the necessary tools, without the necessary sterilization procedures, without the technology that made the whole thing possible in the first place. Hoo boy... We're going full-on medieval style. How appropriate for the time and technological advances available.
"A blocked intestine?"I turned to Lace as she asked her innocent question. Intestines were already common knowledge in this era, right? She should already know about that part of the body. So instead..."The patient said that he ate some fruit off of a tree yesterday and nothing else ever since. Seeing as the guy was probably hungry, he possibly wolfed it down, seeds included."I suppressed the cringe bubbling up from my spine as I professionally relayed my diagnosis. There was no denying that the whole situation was borne from the stupidity and impatience of one man, but that wasn't a reason to crucify or make fun of him for it. I'd worse examples of stupidity
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And there it was... At the back of my mind, I was honestly just waiting for the other shoe to drop. And here it was in all of its glory...The man that ate a fruit whole was back with a vengeance."He was starting to turn really pale, and his medic said that you'd do surgery on him," Emerald rapid-fired in her panic, still carrying the man on her back like his life depended on it. "He was really noisy at one moment, then the next he became completely silent."My humor and sarcasm dropped."What?""He turned paler by the second too, and his stomach's getting bloated."My eyes widened at the symptoms being relayed to me. Didn't this guy just have a bowel obstruction of some kind? How the hell did his condition deteriorate this quickly?"Put him on the table face up."Dammit. This was looking to be more complicated than I thought. I mean, dealing with the human body was always needlessly complicated
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"Where do you want it, Sis!?"It's been... two weeks? Since the attack? And life has kind of petered back to the same old shit of trying to improve our pitiful human lives. The settlement had been mostly rebuilt; houses and buildings that were once piles of wood and rubble now standing tall once more. Rock and cobble were also starting to appear in most of our designs, as the mines were starting to truly pick up some steam in terms of production. The previously wooden walls were now made of stone, and watchtowers now dotted throughout the settlement complete with an alarm system and some rudimentary sentries. And speaking of which..."Just place it by the gate!" I shouted out towards my sister who was currently straddling the newly built walls, carrying a huge ballista of our own make. "We'll add a ladder to it later!"Yeah... Ballistas. Or ballistae... I don't really fucking remember what the plural term for the thing was, were a thing now.
The Least Common Denominator XXI.II Vertex
I honestly didn't know what I expected. On one hand, I saw this coming a mile away, but on the other, I had hoped that they weren't going to ever come back.Now that was just wishful thinking, no?"Livia!""On it!"Moving quickly, we both sprinted out of the pantry and towards our respective room. Having our old abode destroyed by the first attack, I elected to simply have a room in the town hall for ease of access and overall convenience. It wasn't like I was going to be lazing around in my own house, anyway. And wherever I go, my sister would follow.*boom... boom...*The telltale sounds of explosions echoed from the distance as I hurriedly fumbled to unlock the door separating us from our weapons. Inserting the key, I grimaced as the damn thing refused to open
The Least Common Denominator XXI.III Vertex
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The Least Common Denominator XXI.IV Vertex
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Okay... Relax... This isn't your first life and death fight by a longshot, Crimson... Ignore the massive urge on the back of your mind to run away screaming like the coward that you are... You can do this... Position your feet to balance... Reassess and recalculate the win condition...With a minor quake every few seconds, balance was going to be the major problem in even trying to get in and do some damage. The terrain has changed to be more dangerous than ever before; with the earth feeling more like mud than solid ground as I felt my feet partially sink into the dirt. Fissures and cracks as well were now scattered across the battlefield making careless navigation a problem. And now that I've seen it, I guess Lace was mistaken about the fact that the Prime had only the gauntlet to use to reshape the earth. That right leg of his glowed with the blue hum of Runic Essence; the greaves lined with runes mean
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