Deep in the forest,
Focusing the rife, the bush crinkled. Crouching on the forest floor, she locking her lens on her prey. She smirked 'Too easy' and pulled the trigger, a beam of light shot through the obstacles easily and before the bear could even growl, his head exploded; splattering a tree trunk crimson.
*Thud*
"Hehe... Did you see that?" She spoke over her walkie-talkie.
Impressed, Draven soon replied "Yes, I did! A perfect head-shot! Now it's my turn!"
"Yeah, this totally deserves a hundred points"
"Good luck" she said before signing off.
"Hehe" Draven grinned, adjusting himself on the branch, using his aura vision. He detected a bird flying nearby, extending his rife, he flicked it and said through his walkie-talkie "Watch the sky!"
"Okay" she replied.
With great patience, he then held himself still, releasing a breath, he fired.
A second later, the aura faded, a dead bird fell from the sky.
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Hot steam rise from the flask, traveling through the tubes and ended to the leather sac above, it puffed into a balloon. Once full, Becky replaced it with another one, sealing them tightly into ten gas bombs and twenty bombs. She stood, arching her back into a long stretch. "Dravenn~ sweetie! I am done!" He returned to her side with quick strides. "Sorry for keeping you waiting... we will soon have our fun" she grinned, pressing something into his hands. Taking a peek, he said "What are these?" She replied "Smoke bombs, smell concealer and grenades, specially created by yours truly! Hehe" unconsciously, her ears stretched for his praise. "Wow, did you make these yourself? This is amazing!" Draven said, truly impressed by her ingenuity. "Yup, made from my original recipe!" Becky tilted her head slightly higher, waiting for his rain of praise. Draven gave her his most brilliant smile, said "Baby, you are a genius!" <
Draven jumped on it back, wrapping the beast around his legs, he wrings its neck. "Damn it!" Draven tightly clutched its neck, riding it like a rodeo machine. The ant screeched; calling for help. The other ants rushed to deal the insect on their brother's back. Draven heated his body, it turned red like magma… the ant wailed across the floor died with a severed neck. Enraged, the others nearby, blocked his exit and spit molten gold. Draven teleported; pulling out his plasma gun and accurately fired five shots, hitting straight to their hearts and tossed a grenade behind the fire wall; dealing minor damage to the rest. As his fire overreacted with the explosion; Draven absorbed it back into his palms and quickly extracted the beast cores with a stab of his sword and stored them in his spatial pouch while waiting for the next wave. Becky creeped behind him and embraced his back "Wow baby, that was some hot stuff! I almost thought you were a goner…
After an hour of continuous harvesting, they both ploughed to the ground, resting their backs against each other; deep in the ant colony. Becky uncapped a vial and gulped it down, passed it to Draven "You want some?" Draven said "Uh, what is this?" "Recovery potion" she said with a smile. "Oh, thanks" he drank down the remaining content. While his muscles were recovering, Draven checked his system notifications. Becky was busy typing her experience on the tablet. [Mission: Accomplished] Kill 100 Golden crustacean ants Reward: Mystery Box (Silver) Feeling apprehensive, Draven asked "A mystery box? What do you think I will get?" Vernon flicked wax off his earbud, said "Anything, even a lump of clay" "Clay?" Vernon said "Yeah, that is if you are unlucky! But since this is of a silver grade, there might be something useful" Vernon said "Do you want to open it? Yes/No" Draven thought 'I don't
Becky nibbed her tongue, and gently tilted his chin, as the light in her steady-fast and solemn greys pierced his dead blinkers. "Draven, do you trust me?" Hesitating for a while, he said "No" Anxious, she lightly squeezing his hand. "Why?" Gritting his teeth, Draven hesitated to talk. "It's okay… go on!" "I don't, because you are such a suspicious character" "Suspicious?" she blinked for a while, said "Even you are a doable stranger in my opinion?" Draven said "Then why did you offer those services?" She giggled. "Isn't it simple? I have liked you for a long time… from far" gazing to the sky. Humoured, he suppressed his chortle "How long?" "A year or two" she randomly said a figure, when honestly it wasn’t much. "Really?" he sized her, still suspicious of her intentions but thinking about it, he didn't understand why would someone want to be with a broke dude like him? She silently nodde
Becky suggested "Do you want to stop him?" while her body showed zero empathy, she yawned like she was watching a history channel. Draven gaze shifted from the scene to her with a devilish grin, revealing the opportunist in him. Reading his intentions, she sent back an equally cunning smile. like vultures, they sat back and watched the show. With another brutal kick to the ribs, the young man rolled from his oppressor. Leaning his foot on his belly, the brute said "Tell me where it is and I will spare your pathetic life" with a rife pointed to his head. An unyielding quality in his narrowed eyes shoneout of his battered body; his body was down but not his spirit. With his pettystrength, he cocked his neck and spat the man's face. Wiping the spit with a heavy palm and flicked it off his face with a grunt. "Hehe... is this your answer?" "I will never surrender it to you!" The brute grinned "Those are some words
Zeno's expression turned grave, snuffing out the tranquillity in the air with a princely aura as his eyebrows shot up. "What do you want?" Draven slumped against the chair, said "You know what I want" Shaking his head, Zeno said "Sorry, anything else but that!" Draven persuaded "Shouldn't you be grateful to your savoir for saving your priceless life?" amplifying his voice at the end. "How can I be grateful with these?" he said, frisking the cuffs behind him. "Touché. Anyway, I do prefer a formal discussion, to keep things fair!" Draven drank his bottle of water, with the suave of a cultured man. Crossing the distance with short strides. He bended and untied his wrists. "Ahem. What about my feet?" "I just felt it was a pain to untie it!" Draven said, showing his thick skin. "Whatever... much better" Zeno said, relieving his sore wrists. Draven walked back to this seat. "Excuse me, uh what happened to my clothes?"
While they were sneaking closer, Becky rolled her eyes at Zeno's clumsy footwork. Internally, she compared him to Draven 'Hmph. What an idiot? Is he even trying? Why can't he be like Draven and walk carefully? From my reports, Draven is only skilled in fire. But also shows promise in skirmish fights, tactics and combat power' 'Now I see why Master asked me to look after him. Master always has an eye for talent!' she thought, developing a better impression of Draven. Due to Zeno following the training regimen of his clan, he developed a robust and heavy body which is incapable to fight light and fast as it focuses solely on giving the practitioner high defence and strong offense. The only reason Draven was able to keep up with a seasoned assassin was due to the system, Vernon proposed him to buy a new skill called wind steps. *Beep* Draven opened the system. Becky Swanson +20exp Draven took a glimpse o
Thirty minutes ago, "Let's take a break" said a man, wearing a pale violet robe, with the letter 'r' on his right breast. He suddenly flashed to the tree top and materialized a mini box on the branch and walked through the tiny entrance. A group of men dropped their bags and equipment, resting their backs against the tree trunks. One of the men, wiped the sweat on his nape, said "Jeff! what's taking you so long? We should have already found the egg by now!" A teen boy wearing dark pants and sunglasses, busy typing on his floating tablet. Wave of his hand, a machine and a bunch of parts and tools hovered in the air, fixing it self, as he multitasked while trying to locate the phoenix egg with a frown. Jeff replied "Hilson, it isn't as easy as you put it to be. If I was to locate it in the city, it would be pretty easy! But here in the wild, teaming with beasts it is much harder to locate it!" The dumbest muscle head of the group, Gus said "Are
"Those bastards" swiftly he paced himself forward, fluttering his lab coat with a fierce air. The operators paused their work and made way for him while the supervisor and the captain argued. Luis stood before them with a stern face. "Ahem" He turned to Luis with a wry smile, said. "Ah, Professor" "What are you two doing? Get back to your duties. I will handle this," Luis said, and stepped in front of the controls. "Yes." The supervisor pecked his head like a hen as he retreated. "Capt. Davis, activate the defence mechanism, A-103 and code P456" "Yes, Sir" Capt. Davis said. He pulled a slide from control panel and twisted it before he punched it in. A teal light beamed around the borders. "Defence activated" While on the outside, a transparent membrane shot from thefrontof ship and converged to the end, pushing the nearby rocks away. Luis hands typed codes on screen and slammed
On a funnel of space and light creates a wondrous image, as millions and millions of extra-terrestrial bodies compete, pushing themselves past the obscurity of the distance and the darkness of the space. In a void, a silver blimp flashed through the cluster of rocks. Cannons on the sides rotated and fired. Thousands of rays converged and struck the ginormous space rock. It exploded into thousands of fragments.The ship heaved itself through the cloud of dust, particles ticketed against the surface, drumming on the screen of glass. He tilted his head back, dishevelling his golden hair against the glass as his body spasmed into a chuckle. "Hehe, that was a good one. " A finger flicked the photo across the holographic screen to the next one. Pride refracted in his jay-blues while he appraised the moment. He hummed in remembrance. A crystal cup lifted above his head, sparking brilliance between him and his team, while a girl kissed his cheek under the rain of confetti.A p
Draven honestly said. “I do want to enter one of the Big Five but I am not sure on which one”“Then I can help you” Luis cleared his throat and tossed a cube in Draven’s direction. The cube rolled and morphed into a comfy couch. He signalled for him to take a seat. Draven silently settled himself on the couch and listened.“Each of the Big five have their own speciality, like Luturian Alchemy Academy, which focuses on Alchemy. Sure, there are many alchemy-based universities, but what they lack is the quality of professors, lectures, or the ability to gain resources. Which will be used to nurture their seedlings and naturally bring them fame and reputation across the universe”“Entrium University is known as the number one on white paper because they normally recruit the children of the elite and have the backing of many high-net-worth individuals and families”“So, it is a playground of snotty br
Reading the announcement, the viewers blinked and suddenly bursted into cheers, holographic fireworks exploded in the air.Alight appearedinthe dugout, Osbornestood before them with a weak smile. "I did it!"His teammatesturned aroundand pounced,hisheadwent ditsyand Osborne fell on the bench. Dowsing their mood with a bucket of cold water. Coach said. "Guys, give him some space, he is just beat""But sir??"Coach assured them with a smile. "Don't worry, he is okay. He just needs time to recover by the time we have to go and claim the cup!""YAAYY!"Chad tugged his jacket, said "Sir, aren't you forgetting the group picture?""Oh, yeah..." Coach said, stumped by his situation, he pondered and said. "Maybe, Draven will be fine!""Yes, come one let go see Draven!!" Chad shouted, and like a mob the students pushed Coach along with them.
Draven asked."Anyway, do you guys know who won the match?""Nope, we rushed here as soon you got teleported out! I was worried something happened to you again!" Becky said."What do you mean again?" Amelia asked, clueless about the previous events since Abby didn't inform them of his situation."Its nothing" Becky shook her head."So, the match is going on?"Amelia said. "I think, before I left, Osborne was fighting that McFerreen guy."Rushed footsteps echoed within the halls. Draven shifted his gaze to the door. Arkon entered with a howl. "Hello, son!" while his family followed behind with big smiles. "Oh, my baby," a woman in an elaborate dress exclaimed and moved past her children all the way to his bed."Hi, Dad. Mom?
Next second later,light flashed,couple of bodies fell onto the bed. Emergency lights flicked around the room. Draven blinked, staring at the ceiling with one thought. "Did I win? Or did I lose?" He shifted his head to the side, the door swung open, as a team of nurses and doctors approached the beds. Draven was about to speak, a nurse said. "Doctor, this patient is in a critical condition." "Hmm" the doctor turned from Draven's bed and headed to the bed in the corner. They huddled around, examining the patient. "Doctor, a weird infection seems to be spreading over from his external wounds. I think he is poisoned." Grim expression, the doctor ran a hand scanner down his body."Bythe metrics
"Just do it," Draven shouted. They hesitated before they clicked forfeit. A light befell and teleported them out."Now let's fight!" Pablo flexed his gamma muscles and his feet launched himself forward with a powerful shock wave, adding cracks to the ice.In a blink of an eyes, he shot from one point with an outstretched fist. Draven dropped to a roll. A leg flew to Draven's face. Fire rocketed his soles to the sky. He swayed his sword and shot beams of energy.Pablo sprung into the air, the rays deflected off his chest and from his eyes; he shot gamma rays.Draven tilted his body away and countered with a freeze ray. Draven thought. 'I need to figure out a way to defeat him without contaminating myself.'Draven asked. "Vernon. Does life force absorption work on radio
Fire swirled around his legs, Draven stepped forward, leavingtrailsof puddles in his path. Pablo slowly picked himself. Draven stood over him, said."Pablo, face it you are finished!""I am finished?"Pablo snickeredwhilehe bendedto pick his axe and said. "How can you say I am finished when I haven't even played my next card?"Draven's eyebrows lifted in alertness, "What?" and stepped back.Poison radiated from his pores, his armour melted down to his legs, glowing a radioactive light.A sudden dread hit his core. Draven stepped back and lifted a hand to his face. Pablo radiated a blinding light. He laughed with head back, "Time for you see my full strength!"Draven ran away and shouted, "Osborne, retreat! Retreat!"&
Reaching the end of the berg, the horses neighed and jumped across the large stretch of water and continued galloping. Their bands beeped as they got closer to the Hellhound's location.Seeing figures far in the distance, Pablo grinned and drew out his axe. The others followed and drew out their weapons."Let's rush to victory!"The horses jumped across and their hooves sank in the snow. Controlling their powers, the horses galloped above the snowy water. Suddenly, ice beams sprung from the ground and struck few of them, triggering the safety system and teleported them out, leaving the rest out of formation.A beam sprung before him, Pablo reined it back, the horse lifted itself to a stop; fluttering his fur cape. Pablo signalled them to spread out, a freezing ray shot straight to him. Pablo jumped off