Sebastian looked around his battle grounds, his solo training was going well in floor 53, he knew well he was pushing his life on the level, but the monsters were giving him the levels he needed. Looking over the clanky metal man he was fighting, he was glad his sheild was there.Thrusting his spear at the foe to keep him at bay he realized he needed to repair his equipment soon, it would be harder for him after losing his guilds blacksmith, but it was needed to be done. Barely managing to block the great sword the enchanted armor weild he moved in close to bash with his sheild. Mason... mason was his first real freind in the game, the only one that just wanted to be freinds, not to use him or just to get out of the game, and she helped get his crew together he wanted to thank her, but he hadn't left the wilds for weeks. Finishing up his foe the boy began to walk into town. He was proud to say his guild had grown large. He had a twenty sixth of the games members thinking of joining or were already in. He was a famous tank and the front lines needed him. The boy knew that this wasn't good for his ego, hazar wasn't the best at remaining modest but he was glad his freinds were just as famous as he was. Carson had gotten his life goal of being surronded by girls, hannibal could finally get to talk to the more philisophical men of the game, and ibuki she could finally get over her shy and timidness, sort of.