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Thessir's seemingly-clever plan failed thanks to the laws of reality, as he found out. In an attempt to salvage the situation, he made use of the shadows to get close to Kazudain and try to take him out in order for the fight to end before Maldur could do anything.
Meanwhile, Maldur has done little damage to Thessir's dark, amorphous body which has entangled itself to its limbs, locking it in place. After Thessir's plan failed, Maldur was free to move again but its target has reached its master via the darkness cast by their shadows. The beast may be swift but it had limited options against the Rogue Elf with this distance.
Thessir was quick with his knives. Kazudain was technically quicker but he was still in a meditative state and it would take time to get out of it, much less react to the attack. Meanwhile, Maldur's options were limited but there were still options.
Raviel was hit by Seleth's 'Misleading Dazzle'. The spell blurred the Beastkin's sense of direction so when he attempted to back away, he went to a different direction, allowing the Dark Elf to knock him off his feet.
Still, Raviel was able to teleport away. However, he was still under the effects of Misleading Dazzle so instead of teleporting to a safe distance from Seleth, Raviel found himself appearing above the Dark Elf. There was a moment before Raviel landed on Seleth in a rather comic moment of the match. The two fighters could feel the audience's, as well as the referee's, amusement at this development.
The fight was not over, however, and the effects of 'Misleading Dazzle' were wearing off. Raviel and Seleth may be entangled on each other for the moment but this only meant that the quickest in move and wit could seize the advantage.
Faye sent out her crescent wind attacks but they were blocked by Ragnar's axe. Ragnar then strafed to the side to evade the wind spears hurled at him and charged Faye. Instead of attacking with the axe, however, Ragnar tackled the Fox Beastkin to the ground.
Ragnar then followed it up with an overhead swing, aimed at the grounded Faye. The attack was slow enough for Faye to react to though.
Meanwhile, Tibrus was duelling the thug with the longsword. His decent pose indicated some skill but he was definitely no military material. The thug began the fight with a heavy, horizontal swing at Tibrus. It was a little clumsy but it had power behind it.
Your long journey has taken you to this place. Zauberheim, the capital city of Razelia. The seers of your homeland speak of a great event that shall happen here. They speak with mystery and uncertainty and fear. Fear for the future. One thing was for certain though, it would be something that shall affect the entire world.
You arrived at Zauberheim by evening, the night sky dotted with bright stars with the occasional cloud here and there. The city itself was alight with activity. The tournament you had heard of was certainly being celebrated here. Tournament-related merchandise were sold on almost every stall. Food and drink were aplenty. Inns for visitors were advertised. Truly, the night was not done yet.
Once you were paid and dismissed from the merchant caravan you attached to, you find yourself wandering into the alleyways of the town where you first entered. You were deep into the town when you heard sounds of fighting. You investigate and find yourself near a conspicuous warehouse and beside that warehouse was a small skirmish between four people.
You spot three Humans and one Beastkin. Two of the Humans were fighting each other while one Human had tackled the Beastkin into the ground and was about to swing his large axe at her. What shall you do?
The second round of matches had begun and two fighters would find themselves facing each other this day. One was the Crown Princess herself, Lisianthus who was just done sending her brother back to the audience. The other was the outside competitor Vuldur who had quite the incident yesterday with an upstart mage.
"Fighters!" The collective attention of everyone was called by an adult Human male, a Seraph Academy staff and the match's referee. "This is your second match for the Grand Academy Tournament. You should all be familiar with the rules by now but I will repeat again just in case you are not." The referee cleared his throat. "Both fighters will duel until one of them is incapacitated. All spells are permitted in the fight but! Fighters must not have augmented themselves before the match. Any blessings that needs to be cast will be cast during the match itself."
While Kazudain and Maldur stood by for the moment, Thessir made the first move. The Rogue Elf used the darkness in his pocket and the shadow of Kazudain to cut the latter's tendon with a dagger poisoned with a paralytic.
The attack was almost a success. The knife managed to indeed cut Kazudain's heel but it was not deep enough for the poison to work immediately. However, Kazudain could already feel his muscles having difficulty moving. He will need to maximize the time he still has before the paralysis settles in completely. Fortunately, Maldur was still a hundred percent capable and can carry the fight for his master in the worst case scenario.
The fight goes on, with Thessir with the advantage.
Seleth made the first move when she and her clones rushed Raviel, intending to put him in a 'lose-lose' situation. However, the Beastkin student attempted to get the first strike in, swinging his staff around to perhaps hit one of the oncoming Seleths or at least stave off some of them if they were inclined to evade.
Raviel hit two of the Dark Elf's clones and attempted to teleport away but the true Seleth managed to hit Raviel on the head before he could teleport, sending the Beastkin dazed and stumbling a few feet away.
Seleth had the momentum and she could very well keep it up. Meanwhile, Raviel has mostly recovered from the first hit of the match and could respond. Perhaps take advantage of an opening or pull out a trick from the sleeve and catch the Dark Elf off-guard.
The two fighters have assumed their combat stances. Gamora had gestured to come at her but Nilfrenda did not accept the offer, preferring to remain in her stance and let Gamora to make the first move and perhaps create an opening.
However, neither fighter had made the first move yet. The small audience, mostly composed of fans of Gamora, watched the fight intently. The air was tense as Gamora and Nilfrenda waited for each other to make the first offensive move, their eyes looking and anticipating any move the other would make. There was none so far though.
But sooner or later, one of them must move. There can only be one winner in this match after all.
You had accepted Keith's offer and forfeited your match with Varjan. Leaving via the north gate of Seraph Academy, you saw Keith waiting for you on an unremarkable corner. He sat on a barrel in an attempt to blend in. Emphasis on 'attempt'. "I knew you'd make the right choice." The mercenary waved at you. "Okay, that was a lie. I just always wanted to say that."
"Anyway, as for your down payment." Keith got off the barrel and opened its lid, revealing that the container was filled to the brim with gold coins. "Looks shiny and nice, right? We're actually supposed to split this but you can keep it all. It's going to be worthless in the near future anyway." He said. "Let's get to a more secure place so we can talk details."
Keith brought the barrel to its side and began rolling it. "First order of business though, what's your opinion on drugs?" He asked you. "You know, the stuff that helps enhance the magical abilities of a person? Or I guess you can include meth and coke there too."
Faye's silencing spell affected the warehouse as intended so when Enishi's bird familiar flew in, the ones inside all bought the ruse. "It was just a frigging bird. False alarm people, you can all continue working." Keith announced. "Ragnar? Nah, he'll figure it out sooner or later. Don't bother."
However, Ragnar and the other thug would find themselves in a quite different situation. The two of them were pulled into the investigators' position by Faye and found themselves in a fight. "KEITH! We have intruders! Keith?!" Ragnar attempted to alert his allies but he found that the people inside the warehouse went about their business as if nothing was happening. "What the-- Argh! It doesn't matter!"
"After I heal your friend, Can you take me to her, please? Or at the very least tell me where she is so I can go there myself...?"
"Uh, umm... okay, I guess? Sure." A little startled from your sudden excitement. "She's at a quest right now but I think she'll be back at the guild once we return."
"Anyway, it's nice to meet you, Miss Morgan." He said with a sincere smile.
"Our room placement was decided at random. Though, he has proven to be a rather good roommate. He keeps it tidy, and was kind enough to lend me clothes to use."
"...I see. At random, huh?" Talia replied. "Well, I hope there haven't been any... awkward moments between you and Neil." There are though but it was up to you to reveal that or not.
"Would you tell me of some of your other inventions, sometime? I've never been a tinkerer myself, but I'd love to see your work in action."
"Oh, I haven't actually invented or tinkered anything major. Or minor, I suppose." The Cyclops corrected. "Kyle's flying machine was my first big work. I was introduced to many new concepts working on that thing. I still like forging, by the way, but I'd like to... you know? Branch out."
"Hey, Neph! Talia! I'm back!" Neil returned to the parked wagon with Morgan. "This is Morgan. She can help Talia with her infection." He then turned to Morgan. "Talia's the Cyclops on the wagon. I'll leave her to you, okay?"
Neil then went over to Nephele. "Hey, how's Talia holding up?" He asked first. "Listen, I-I think I should apologize for suddenly striking out." Neil continued. "I-I know that you are much more knowledgeable in this world so... that was kinda idiotic of me to go look for help. I'm sorry." The boy sighed. "I guess it was all so fast. I wanted to get help for Talia as soon as possible."
Meanwhile, with Talia and Morgan. "Hello, Miss Morgan." The Cyclops greeted. She looked like any other Cyclops, although Talia here looked pale and clearly sick "I... We, kinda got into a little scuffle last night that resulted in... this." She motioned to her injured shoulder. "It was supposed to be healed but... I guess it didn't stick."
"So you're a healer around these parts, Miss Morgan?"
"If you're lying, I will not hesitate to flay you alive. Now, where to the Shrine of Eos?"
"Oh no no! If they see me, they get very mad." George waved his hands and shook his head from the ground. "They not big fans of what I do or what my products are. They surely put me in jail or at least do something that will be very annoying."
The drug dealer stood up and dusted himself off. "What I am saying is: We make plan and prepare to take down Ravager's Rest for good. We contact Shrine Of Eros only when it is time." George explained. "I know people who can help break open the fortress. Although, I will need help gathering them all. Your help, specifically, if you want to get paid."
"I will not lie, this might take long time. But I assure you reward will be great. Your names will be famous throughout region." George continued. "You will be loved by Eros Shrine and maybe even get discount from traveling merchants."
George walked to a covered, rather large object near the barricade. He then took off the tarp covering to reveal a living horse hidden beneath it Embarking it, he continued. "I contact you for the first step, okay? I will introduce you to acquaintance who you need to recruit for plan. But first, I must know his whereabouts. I tell you where he is once I contact you." With that, the drug dealer rode away.
The quest was done. The guild members were free to return to the guild or do something else.
The competition began and everyone began shooting their targets. Some were pathetic, some were decent and some were truly skilled. You were one of the more skilled ones but not the best, however. After the first round, some of the competitors were thanked for joining and dropped from the competition. You were pretty safe from being one of them but you needed to be better if you wanted to duel Saburo.
A break was called to give the competitors some rest before the next round. You saw Ditzy and Nagare conversing to a guard, likely about Saburo, but suddenly you were poked in the back. You were probably surprised but it turned out, it was a familiar face. "Heyo, Freyr!" Haley greeted you happily. "Sorry for being late. There were some stuff back at the guild that delayed me. Nothing to worry about though."
"Why do you seek my arrows, little one?" Saburo asked Ditzy. "Do you intend to replicate them? Steal my style?" He also had a long nodachi with him so Ditzy and Nagare need to choose their words carefully regarding Saburo's accusations.
You returned to the guild after abruptly leaving for a while. Whatever the reason was for leaving, it has been dealt with and you have returned. The guild building looked the same as ever although there was a glaring hole where the entrance used to be. It appeared something punched through it though as to what you had no idea.
The dark clouds hung over the night sky, preventing the Moon from shining what limited light it had. Thus, the area was almost as dark as pitch. The only source of light was the guild headquarters. It almost looked like a beacon in the darkness. You approached the building and you saw a familiar face looking over the hole in the structure. "Damn, this is gonna be expensive."
Bart noticed your presence and was first to speak. "Ozzy? Ozzy, it's you!" The guild master recognized you. "You left abruptly when you were last here. I... can't remember the reason though. What happened?"
Magnus and Yang returned to the guild by nightfall. The dark clouds that hung on the sky the entire was still there, obscuring the Moon and making the whole place very dark. Only the guild headquarters provided light, shining like a beacon amidst the darkness.
The two approached the entrance only to see their guild master talking with what appeared to be an owl-looking Harpy. "Hey, you two! Welcome back!" Bart noticed them and waved them over. "Ozzy, this is Magnus and Yang. Magnus, Yang, this is Ozzy." Bart introduced them to each other. "Ozzy here is..." The guild master attempted to find the right words but ultimately could not. "I'll let him explain."
"What about you two? You were going on that 'flying machine' quest, right?"
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